Good & Evil Lyrics

If I Catch em out lackin I do da dash

N

Losing my traction i blow da cash off

These Niggas want static I'm finna blast

Imma Stand ova niggas n take ma Mask off I'm hurting myself thinkin bout the past

So much pain in my heart it a make you lash out

It's Good n evil in my head they clash

I ain't scared of my demons I brung the Mac out

Tweaking of da drugs n I'm finna act out Uh

Servin fiends inna crack house

Pull up wit da strap it a make em back down

Fuckin on yo bitch imma blow her back out

Aye

We go Pull up onna scene wit gats out

Aye

Hoppin inna V n blast off

uh uh

Wipe a nigga nose I'm slat now

I Never been snake n all my brothers kno dat bout me

Nigga try to run up get clapped down

Chopping off da fakes cuz I keep sum cake round me

Uh

Nigga know the stakes I'm dat now

They hoes love my music it ain't shit you can say bout me

(Break)(low notes)

Get a little high inna night time

Voice in my head in my hand it's gen 5

Uhhhhhhh

——Do all the sin when it's night time

Fill em wit lead, feel like juice wit a glock 9

Thought he fast, hawk him down inna night time

Thought he was quick onnis feet get a shot spine Like Rickey

Leave a nigga bruised no hickey YEA YEA YEA

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Wet em up

Wet em up Uh

Foenem catch em out outside they go bet em up

Stompin his face in I still got my metal tucked Aye

-need sum money, the fuck imma settle fa

Counting the 100s n 50s I add em up she go ride me like horse, tell ha sattle up

She left me in the dust, Ian mad at ha

That bitch left me for dead she was tied of us

So fuck it

I put my heart in my pocket

Give ha back to da city I found ha in Uppin my Nina she sound like a rocket

Please don't reach for my chain Ian one a dem

I don't play wit da nina I'm popping

I don't about shay kill his brother den

That's my wodie we been through da Trauma

Zack n Cody

ain't shi sweet, I get it in

Trench baby

im from the south ain't no hero

Committing crimes

Im outside

imma villain den

Knock at the door imma shoot thru da peep hole

Anxious inside I been gone off dem pills again

We gotta car but we hop out in feet doe

I gotta switch, when I shoot bullets riddle him

Niggas be Dissin ain't did shit to me doe

I gotta glock n a chop come n get it den

Stand ova

head shot

He shot once I shoot again

I got sum problems, sum losing my mental shit

Shot hit his noggin

No crackin da fin again

I cannot stop it, I can't let em get me

Poppin my shit but I don't wanna sin again

Stay wit da bricks cuz I kno where da paper be

Stay onna grind cuz I kno imma win

Stay out da way lord I hope they don't play wit me