Conversations With the Devil

MTM, hit 'em with the heat Throw my burners inside of the bush so I don't get caught Get the fuck from round me fore I cock my hammer, unload the Glock Coming out the Benz, Steadily moving weight cause the hustle don't stop I'm coming to win and all of my Niggas be gunning, shooting for the top Inside of the cocaine bimmer pushing it up yo lane Didn't have no daddy, so my uncle made me soak up his game I keep it a hundred cause my word Is bond, in the hood, it don't change Coming up from nothing, hustling for my money, now I'm gripping grain I'm beating it down yo block Setting up another shop Gotta watch out for these opps Call the block, it's fucking hot Putting money inside my sock Watching all my pigeons flock Nickel and dime me busta Then I promise that your body drop Bitch I'm snatching chain, blowing brain, I do my thang ho Looking at the devil in his face, I'm just a psycho Creepin on the come up, so you know I got my lights low Talking all that anna, but you gon taste all this ammo Bitch I'm snatching chain, blowing brain, I do my thang ho Looking at the devil in his face, I'm just a psycho Creepin on the come up, so you know I got my lights low Talking all that anna, but you gon taste all this ammo Coming up out the bushes with a red dot I'm aiming to kill Pushing a pill, with this steel Pointing my pocket rocket to your grill Fuck how you feel Bringing the ruckus, ain't no time to sleep Freddy Kruger with no passes Slit yo throat and let you bleed You want gunplay? Let them guns spray But I promise you this ain't what you want mane I'm off this novocaine Smoking propane Hit em in the fucking chest and see the blood drain I'm a kick door pro Me want all the smoke Kick into yo momma house with my 44 Bullet shells tap dancing all on the floor Bring me all the static cause Gorilla want some more Bitch I'm snatching chain, blowing brain, I do my thang ho Looking at the devil in his face, I'm just a psycho Creepin on the come up, so you know I got my lights low Talking all that anna, but you gon taste all this ammo Bitch I'm snatching chain, blowing brain, I do my thang ho Looking at the devil in his face, I'm just a psycho Creepin on the come up, so you know I got my lights low Talking all that anna, but you gon taste all this ammo