Demons N Angels lyrics

by

Quadeca


[Intro]
I been in the trap forreal
Making guala off then dope fiends
Popping sh*t, hitting licks, with my go team
I ain't ever [?] old me
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Had to get my trap jumping, two three
For my dogs all in my pack, no you don't owe me
Miss my grandma so they better kill me slowly
Miss my grandpa so [?] better both G

[Post Chorus]
No I cannot take this no more
f*ck I look like, smoking all this dope for
Money came in, and turned me to a dope boy
All this pressure at sixteen, no I can't take no more

[Verse]
And this shawty I thought was the one
When I be gone, I gave her my heart
She turned into a bully, and if I had a gun
And no time to run, [?]
I fell to my knees, and went through my lungs
If I tell you that I love you, I can't take it back
I been running through these feelings like a racing track
I can't mingle with these hoes, I need my real one back
I been running with my choppa [?]
Only riding with them youngins who been down to kill
Choppa on the seat, I'm a slide the steel
f*cking with that sh*t, you gon ride as well
Demon or an angel you gon burn in hell
Five shots devil pulled the trigger how we got em
One shot, whats happening, all these issues with my mama
Two shots deporting all my people do the [?]
Three shots, we lost our home and no one even bothered
Four shots, I'm losing all my family, and this trauma
Fish out this b*tch, she took my heart and f*cking slaughtered erd
My sh*t drops, so kick rocks, and thats just how we rocking
For anyone who said they f*cking with me, yeah they best stop that nonsense
I'm always gon slide in that real sh*t
Even if them numbers going down, I know that somebody really feel this
Never ever did I want to drill sh*t
Late nights in my hood, making music tryna change and touch a mil

[Chorus]
Had to get my trap jumping, two three
For my dogs all in my pack, no you don't owe me
Miss my grandma so they better kill me slowly
Miss my grandpa so [?] better both G

[Post Chorus]
No I cannot take this no more
f*ck I look like, smoking all this dope for
Money came in, and turned me to a dope boy
All this pressure at sixteen, no I can't take no more
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