Coffins ft. MJeezy Lyrics

Nope! I'm not stopping

It's not, part of my logic

To talk, like I'm demonic

But my thoughts on this topic

I'm honestly kinda borderline bit sorta psychotic

Fuck locking the monster in, ya motherfucka, let's pop it

You shop to be rocking designers

I'm copping a couple of Opps their fuckin coffins

I'm cocked, ready to drop em

Pop! In his noggin

You shocked, I'm not just talking

The Glock is not an option

Always hot in my pocket

I don't fake attack

I take a track

And make it snap

I will rake the cash

And never break my back

But always make it have

The greatest batch

Of lyrics taped and mashed

Just to make you spazz

And take you back

To days of crazy rap

Appreciate the craft

Uh, It's Jeezy on the mic

I'm kinda sorta like

A devil with no horns, A rebel with no Cause

A demon with no reason to fuck up your life

But still will

And keep wishing you ill will, I'm petty like that

I do it out of spite

I'm the type to bring a knife and pick a sword fight

Start up shit at will and ruin the whole night

And still win

Ya Bish! I'm the real deal

Ain't talking about paper when I say I kill bills

I turn diamonds to dust, I sharpen real steal

I'm off my rocker, I let my demons steer wheels

I'm off my meds again, quick hand me that chill pill