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Yea I be seeing them demons

I be on the grind tryna run up a check

Ha ha

Yea I be seeing them demons

I be on the grind tryna run up a check

Ha ha

Yea I be seeing them demons

Ha

Yea I be seeing them demons

Ha

Yea I be seeing them

Ha ha

Yea I be seeing them demons

I be on the grind tryna run up a check

I start clutching my neena protect my familia

Then I get hit up with a text

Ayo Vou$ come pick up and collect

Had to wipe off my palms full of sweat

I be having to breathe I be ready to squeeze

You don't know I'm a muhfuckin vet

It's that PTSD it be flirting with me

I've got all of these things in my head

All my Life I done felt shit ain't right

Got my team to pull me off the ledge

My homies know I be bout to spaz

I be Ready to put steam on their ass

Now it's fuck what a dumb nigga says

Gotta rise to keep counting this bread

I never sleep cause my kids gotta eat

And these niggas be gambling heavy

Think I'm sweet they be rambling heavy

Don't think me with a hammer is deadly

Had to trade that McLaren for Chevy

Had to trade that pencil for a Wessie

Put the beam on their head keep it steady

You ain't running from me with two left feet

I just made a new ex her name Stephanie

Ain't no friend zone I can't be your bestie

Brought her up to the crib for the best weed

How I know she a freak I'm just guessing

I'm not answering none of her questions

Put your phone down you're sitting here next me Make her head up and down like she's yessing

Apple bottom look fat in them red jeans

Haaa