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I'm stuck around on my demon shit I'm stuck around on my demon shit I'm stuck around on my demon shit I hanging round my demons bitch I'm stuck around on my demon shit I'm stuck around on my demon shit I'm stuck around on my demon shit I hanging round my demons bitch I'm stuck around on my demon shit I'm stuck around on my demon shit I'm stuck around on my demon shit I hanging round my demons bitch I'm stuck around on my demon shit I'm stuck around on my demon shit I'm stuck around on my demon shit I hanging round my demons bitch I'm stuck around my demon shit Fuck you and your angel bitch Beat your ass til you get so sick Your organs gone come out like dog shit Really? You think you gone sit me down You think you the bull that run this town I'm not the one who gone run spit Unless you want your body unfound Don't give a fuck if you really hate me I got people who's real to me If I find out who's fake to me I'll slit your throat so fatefully I'll post your body on your instagram Have your best friends saying oh damn But way I'm really just talking shit You basically see I'm just going ham (Look man, I just wanna have fun) Want to have fun? Here's a lil gun Go ahead lil nigga just act dumb That's what you kids want huh? Run til you can't see the sun I'm the house chewing on a pack of gum While My dogs chewing on your organs And watch y'all niggas play paragon I'm high as fuck like super sonic I'm taking wit me this green chronic Leave nigga this cross eyed That y'all won't be able to find my knife Stuck in your eye tonight I see you wanna die right That's what you get for fucking with hype Now it's time for you to go night night I'm stuck around on my demon shit I'm stuck around on my demon shit I'm stuck around on my demon shit I hanging round my demons bitch I'm stuck around on my demon shit I'm stuck around on my demon shit I'm stuck around on my demon shit I hanging round my demons bitch I'm stuck around on my demon shit I'm stuck around on my demon shit I'm stuck around on my demon shit I hanging round my demons bitch I'm stuck around on my demon shit I'm stuck around on my demon shit I'm stuck around on my demon shit I hanging round my demons bitch I'm a God when it comes to this Niggas talking all that funny shit When I switch it up, I got the rappers talking Oh my god, I hear that Warren Peace again I'm a muthafucking menace Ask my nigga Dennis He could tell you that it's Autimatic Fuck a manual, bitch I'm automatic I just cut with the pen like my name was Maddox Oh god Man I'm always talking to myself Momma tried to tap my psyche, looking for some guidance And never found help But I could agree With how worried she was that I'm still on the run I just murder the beat, then I dip They been praying on my downfall Tee a grizzled nigga up from his all I'm just screaming like Wait wait wait When my pockets were a featherweight Y'all would never bat an eye Now I zee I must X out the man in the middle Oh Y If I tried in this rap shit All of these walls would be tatted I got a tally for all of the bodies I mounted, I needed the ceiling for counting Don't fuck with the new Since the new cannot be me I'm tryna tell you that nobody can fuck with me I'm unbothered, man I'm undeterred I'm a man on a mission Hear me? Word If it ain't directed than it's never heard If it ain't heard, then I don't give a fuck Tell them boys to crack a cold one Keep it handy when I'm heating up It's Peace I'm stuck around on my demon shit I'm stuck around on my demon shit I'm stuck around on my demon shit I hanging round my demons bitch I'm stuck around on my demon shit I'm stuck around on my demon shit I'm stuck around on my demon shit I hanging round my demons bitch I'm stuck around on my demon shit I'm stuck around on my demon shit I'm stuck around on my demon shit I hanging round my demons bitch I'm stuck around on my demon shit I'm stuck around on my demon shit I'm stuck around on my demon shit I hanging round my demons bitch
Writer(s): Richon Alston Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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