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Yin Yang Keep balance like I never spend change Saving that green like M Jane But I'm rich bitch like Rick James And the money ain't the momentous thing But a nigga gotta sell like membrane Finna blow can you smell like cocaine Finna blow like a shell at propane Oh man I faced decisions that you couldn't imagine I never front like I only pay back end Bloods on my left got it poppin' like static Crips not Titans but they asking what's crackin They down to up it or should I say ups it That's UPS everybody was packing Mama move me to the burbs as an action But I would still visit Missed nothing that happened Now I got the devil on my left and an angel on my right Try to keep that in my mind every time I decide I don't need a vest If you try to take my life I am not afraid to die My nigga just try You could never off me Baby can't hold my drive, no car seat When I pull up is the latest No tardy Pressing all the buttons like I'm pushing Steve Harvey Gnarly Older brother gang banging, selling Getting money till his chain swing Dwelling On the things that he can't change Failing If he slain by the bang bang Yelling Or he could be a proclaimed felon But what would lil brother Simi say He crashed that bike into the wall He was trynna make the cycle break Now I spaz for three minutes like psycho breaks And I only create what the pyros make Yeah I'm talking what the mouth of Spyro make And I do it like who Jhené Aiko date You could never do it bigger If you thought that reconsider Going off but I'm on Every second, that's a flicker I'm a boss I'm a dawn But I really been that Nigga That'll draw on you pawns Then go pray I be forgiven cause I Got Good and evil on my shoulders To keep them off feels like a boulder I try to fight them I'm a soldier These are things I wish I told her Keep you playing in my mind Got me thinking I'll be fine I ain't reading all the signs Can't see the sun through closed eyes Finally quit it with percys Fuck em I'm flipping the birdie Keep my myself sane through the birdies But I still don't face what hurts me She love me she love me not I still count when the pedals drop Foot the pedal my engine hot I gotta switch my seat like a kettle bruh Kettlebell when my nuts hang bitch Threesome watching the sunset quick Pray I don't got to go bust that clip But paranoia gotta uptight kid I would peddle blow but i'm good now Thank the lord that they stood down Back and forth and i'm shook now Pray that I'm done getting cooked out Inner battles with my inner demons To the point I'm mourning Even in the evening Gluttonous for torture Horny for it feigning This illicit slaughter forms allure I'm dreaming Hear the voice scheming in my head Telling that I'd be better off dead Somebody telling me that I need meds They not a doctor but this what they said If you really want to go and make it with a record deal All you really need is Pop appeal If you can't sleep go ahead and take these Don't worry my nigga just pop the seal Hold up, you not for real Driven crazy but I got the wheel Even if this life is not ideal My destiny is still my mines to build So Good and evil on my shoulders To keep them off feels like a boulder I try to fight them I'm a soldier These are things I wish I told her Keep you playing in my mind Got me thinking I'll be fine I ain't reading all the signs Can't see the sun through closed eyes Keep you playing in my mind Got me thinking I'll be fine I ain't reading all the signs Can't see the sun through closed eyes
Writer(s): Samad Savage Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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