Meet Em In Hell ft. #LuvSo_ Lyrics

Look

Ain't no sympathy for me 'cause I been living in Hell

I got niggas in the grave, and I got brothers in jail

I been with the Devilman, I been fucking with Zell

Fuck the opposition, tell 'em we gon' meet 'em in Hell

I got demons after me, so I pop Xans for the fight

I ain't fucking with the V 'cause they taste bad in the Sprite

I'm a demon in his prime, I come alive in the night

Screaming triple six forever, this shit my way of life

That nigga thought that shit was sweet, but broski came with his knife

Yeah, they came here for a fight, but he won't leave with his life

I'm off way too many pills, I drop some more in the Sprite

They say "So, you off the shit, so you can't roll with the pipe"

My lil niggas really murder, free that boy out the cell

Told my demons see 'em later, said they'd catch me in Hell

Feeling like I'm perfect, I'm too built for this shit like Cell

And fuck the opposition, tell 'em we gon' meet 'em in Hell

I got demons after me, so I pop Xans for the fight

I ain't fucking with the V 'cause they taste bad in the Sprite

I'm a demon in his prime, I come alive in the night

Screaming triple six forever, this shit my way of life

Wake up in the morning and I gotta take a sip of syrup

Wake up out my sleep and I gotta roll me a wood of herb

Niggas talk a lot, so I don't give a fuck 'bout what you heard

Sippin' drank and poppin' Xans, I'm way too high, I hit the curb

Hoes thought I wasn't shit, now all these bitches beg for my time now

Dealt with so much, I was on my dick, can't do no crying now

I believe none of that shit coming out yo lips, can't tolerate lying now

Won't take no shit lying down

Leave yo bitch lying down

Y'all niggas hate from the nose bleeds

Me and my niggas got floor seats

Take a step back, you don't know me

Roll 24 like Kobe

Bitch, die slow

Reefer got my eyes low

You can catch on the creep, you know I gotta drive slow

I like russians when i roll

I like breaking bad hoes

I like stackin bankrolls

I like silver, I like gold

You a million dollar capper

I'm a bitch rapper slapper

Don't like fakers, don't like rappers

Goin' Super Sonic, you don't wanna Battle

Chaos Control, you living in my Shadow

Every ring I get, a nigga goin' faster

You are now listening to Hell's pastor

I can never die, bitch I'm everlasting

All these niggas is faker than some plastic

Stab a nigga in the back like i'm Frieza

Uzumaki how i make 'em believe it

Why you had to gas him, now he ain't breathing

Ain't no sympathy for me 'cause I been living in Hell

I got niggas in the grave, and I got brothers in jail

I been with the Devilman, I been fucking with Zell

Fuck the opposition, tell 'em we gon' meet 'em in Hell (We gon' meet 'em in Hell)