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Sippin’ on that 40 with some gaudy right before me
She be telling on a story but I'm trippin' from the dope (yeah)
She like “listen to the story why the f*ck you just ignore me”
When we woke up in the morning told her sorry gotta go

Now I run up to the storage grab my gauge and f*ck the police
I got too much f*cking problems just in case you even know (b*tch)
Kick it to the curb you hit the dirt and then you go (yeah)
Pull up in the dark I hit a light and now you’re smoke

I ain’t got it on me now, that's a lie you 'bout to see it
Know I'm creeping down the alley with some motherf*cking demons
Got them voices in my head and it’s hard not to believe 'em
Try to look into my eyes, not a glimpse of what I’m meaning

b*tch you talking 'bout a trauma I can take you for a ride
This that gutter walking zombie broken left right there to die
Give a f*ck about surviving swear already dead inside
Might look normal on the out, swear it’s murder all the time

Paranoia got my mind on another f*cking level
Thinking always that they might
Wouldn’t worry, I'm the devil yeah..
Wouldn’t worry I'm the devil yeah...