Dancing with the Devil
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Without trying and they both
Wanna talk to me
All outta
TooHunnit
Yeaaa
Where the hell the pain end it
When the hell I get my friends back
Few of my niggas died few of my niggas riding
How the fuck I'm supposed to deal with that
I never seen heaven or perfection just depression
I been in the trenches with them members making messes
Dancing with the devil that shit made me so aggressive
Ima resurrect just gotta make it through my Exodus
Chasing after paper all the other shit irrelevant
I can't let no pussy nigga get me out my element
Niggas want me dead so I'm switching up my residence
When I step that shit be effortless and elegant
Drowning all my pain in the fashion I pour it in a glass they can have this
Walking out of stores with some baggage to help me get my mind off the madness
I been through some shit in the past I can't forget
I just wanna leave with my stash and my bitch
But tryna please a bitch and still stack it just don't mix
I just wanna be mad mad mad mad rich
I just wanna see my lil boy and give him a kiss
I just want my niggas back on this side of the fence
I just wanna kill all them niggas I'm up against
I just wanna step on them niggas for what they did
Well they ain't did shit it's really just bout what they said
We gone make sure they don't never say that shit again
Thirty in attend I don't need no F&N
Will I still make it into heaven? It depends
The Bible say ain't no sins worser than other sins
I committed kills shit I did it for my friends
Plus I needed ends they was paying so I slid
I can't get my mind off you girl it's like we meant
To be together forever and ever and ever and ever
I gave you pieces of my heart like rose pedals
You flew away you used to be my caterpillar
I caught a case they trying to send me off to prison
Trying to put them chains on me I just want a pendant
I knew to run from them bitches like I'm jimmy
I ain't turning on my niggas I ain't Timmy
Talking to God but I'm still dancing with the devil
And I can't lie like both don't be making me feel better
Preaching to the smackers fore' you step come get a message
I'm the one gone prep a nigga up make sure he ready
I'm the one gone give a nigga game like I'm Gillie
Run it up and pipe up the gang shit I ain't stingy
She ain't wanna fuck when I was dusty looking dingy
They ain't real really that's a image they pretending
One of these days Ima make it out the trenches
One of these days won't have to run from them bitches
One of these days Ima be one of the richest
Long as they don't switch up Ima take my niggas with me
Surviving the trenches had broke my heart I let it bleed through the pen and I recite it
It's different seeing one of my niggas just laying lifeless
Granny had cancer man I guess she couldnt fight it
Bro ain't catch a body up until he start knifing
Bro ain't have no hustle up until he start lifing
I been selling pounds I just pray I break the cycle
I just wanna ball on them niggas like I'm Michael
I dare a nigga try to walk in my Balenciagas
Yea
You can't walk a mile in my shoes
Can't do what I do
Yea
I seen heaven without dying
Met the Devil without trying
And they both seem to wanna talk to to me