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C'mon, okay
I'm fighting demons in my-
C'mon, c'mon
Let's do it, look, ay
I'm fighting demons in my head, and really trying to talk if we ain't getting to that bread
Nigga bleed just how I bleed, so why the fuck would I be scared?
My pockets full of blues, bro, they're gone, I'm seeing red
You better watch out what you say, 'cause niggas die for what they said
Ain't no pencil in this bag, but I still walk around with the lead
This shit I'm smoking got me clutching on my heart like it's the pledge
I don't know who I can trust, 'cause everybody going fed
Remember nights up on the floor, had an air mattress for a bed
I'm finna wrap my ass off, 'cause lately I've been on my shit
They call me 9inee, I stay on ten, don't never play me like no bitch
It ain't no way you should be broke, there's plenty ways for to get rich
I really thought you was my brother, hurt my soul to see you switch
I don't like taking them Percs, I hate the fact it make me ill
Two months ago, nigga was broke, I ran it up off of a glitch
I ain't gonna speak on what's-the-name, he tried to do it and he missed
I ain't gonna speak on what's-the-name, he tried to shoot and hit a brick
You know my eye be hella fried, I sip the purple like it's juice
I don't need no therapist, you know I just hop in the booth
You think I'm worried about the opp, the nigga rap like Dr. Seuss
I ain't like these other rappers, if I said it, it's the truth
I keep the stick long as a bat, I swing that bitch like Babe Ruth
I came from nothing, turned to something, I can't lie, I'm living proof
On the high doing 150, I done almost wrecked the coupe
Can't lie, I been wanting to go pro
I'm fighting demons in my head, and really trying to talk if we ain't getting to that bread
Nigga bleed just how I bleed, so why the fuck would I be scared?
My pockets full of blues, bro, they're gone, I'm seeing red
You better watch out what you say, 'cause niggas die for what they said
Ain't no pencil in this bag, but I still walk around with the lead
This shit I'm smoking got me clutching on my heart like it's the pledge
I don't know who I can trust, 'cause everybody going fed
Remember nights up on the floor, had an air mattress for a bed