ts whatever no pressure if you think this shit sweat send demons to wet em This shit get deep up all night I can't sleep think about what I see when I peep I think I devils I'ma creep with the pipe only mane in the street bitch I'm the man in the middle kicked me out call my ride then get some to eat they steady playing wit my mental Voices all in my mind but you still gone get beat I'll fold his mans like a pretzel

 Told you how many times that I'm just leave you act like just forgetful hoe don't know what's one of my sign hoe I'm come wit two sides so don't think Ian finna forget you