Devil in My Head

(I love you, Dzy) (I love you too [?]) Got the devil in my head He keep telling me he want everybody dead He keep telling me, "Go draw down, spray that lead" Finna rock you out of bed Put you to sleep, pop you just like some med Better move right 'cause false moves'll get you left Hanging with the steppers, if you slip, then he gon' step on you Pull up, you get wet up, I'm not missing, bitch, I'm tryna shoot My niggas, they gorillas, I can't take my niggas from out the zoo All my dawgs, they 'bout it, chase a nigga down, I let 'еm loose All my dawgs, they 'bout it Get turnt, thеy catch them a body Ain't miss my shot when I shot it Made 'em diddy bop with the rocket Smoking opps, my gas the loudest Never sleep, I'm catching the forties Fuck talking, I pull up on shorty I be all up in his face, he can't ignore me Ain't tryna fuck with none of y'all niggas, y'all phony Beat the block all day with a Glock and a K I promise none of y'all niggas don't want it Fuck what you gotta say, my niggas gon' spray I hope we don't catch you on your lonely Still don't matter who you with, you gon' die anyway Them bullets coming straight at a Nigga, when I shoot, I don't look away Them bullets coming straight at a nigga, I be tryna send his ass away Gun got a beam, I'll tag a nigga, tryna pop his nose up off his face Closed casket, he gon' need a vase, I knocked him out his shoes, he gon' need new lace I'm still toting the same gun here on my waist But now I got drums, gotta add the bass Got the devil in my head He keep telling me he want everybody dead He keep telling me, "Go draw down, spray that lead" Finna rock you out of bed Put you to sleep, pop you just like some med Better move right 'cause false moves'll get you left Hanging with the steppers, if you slip, then he gon' step on you Pull up, you get wet up, I'm not missing, bitch, I'm tryna shoot My niggas, they gorillas, I can't take my niggas from out the zoo All my dawgs, they 'bout it, chase a nigga down, I let 'em loose Southside I might need a break, I'm tired of giving handouts Life's a beach, same niggas hating, I came up with 'em from the sandbox First day they had the codefendants, trunk, it had the motor in it Put my side bitch in Bape, put my main ho in Fendi It's hard for me to distance myself From you when I know you the one for me The streets won't stop on calling me Even though I switched my phone number Judge gave my nigga all that time, I spend that shit on a bustdown I can't fumble the football, I pray my brothers touch down Section 8, hit the lights [?] [?] off porch gambling Home invasions, me and Tyrone, nigga, your house, we ran it in I seen niggas ain't come back who got rolled off the ambulance I know some youngins who'll risk it all for [?] We planning to rob him, soon as he knock, let him in Ride 'round with pistols in our laps, but we never ran I believe my enemies some more than my friends One told me he love me, he caught me in the blind Said I love you too but we both know I'm lying I got Palm Angel's on my body That don't mean shit 'cause I got the devil in my head Got the devil in my head He keep telling me he want everybody dead He keep telling me, "Go draw down, spray that lead" Finna rock you out of bed Put you to sleep, pop you just like some med Better move right 'cause false moves'll get you left Hanging with the steppers, if you slip, then he gon' step on you Pull up, you get wet up, I'm not missing, bitch, I'm tryna shoot My niggas, they gorillas, I can't take my niggas from out the zoo All my dawgs, they 'bout it, chase a nigga down, I let 'em loose