[Intro]
Oi, a London boy, JP, yuh know
Damn, YP, you mixed this?
[Chorus: Jenn Carter]
Said I know I got angels, I feel it
Rollin' up and I'm keepin' my distance
Fuck everybody, they start movin' different
I'm good on my own, I don't need no assistance
If you know that you crossed me, you dead to me
Stay in the streets, I ain't talkin' 'bout Sesame
Ain't been feelin' no love in a minute
Life is too short and that shit like a snippet
You get in that room, better turn to a cricket
I'ma push 'til I reach me a million
I just started, so I am not finished
I stay in the dark and I write like a critic
I'm a demon, hearts in the stone
Down fours like I'm flyin' with spirit
Won't forget days, I was on my way home
Bullets flyin', still ain't used the phonе for them digits
[Verse 1: Jenn Carter]
I was taught to just up it and boom
Said she love mе, but she love me not
She fuck with the opps, said she sendin' the drop
I found out I was clearin' the room
If I don't got the gun, pick a beat
But the bullets still hit him, knock him out his sneaks
Said this bitch is a freak in the sheets
I can't be played 'cause I'm playin' for keeps
I been hurt, I ain't trustin' nobody
When shit gettin' real, is you really on timin'?
I'm a demon, I'm not with the nonsense
Roll up the 'za and it's takin' my conscience
Niggas lurkin' and they steady watchin'
Keep a knock in case I gotta dump it
Let it off, so it blow like a trumpet
For my brothers, turn nothin' into somethin'
And then I be thinkin' like, "Where am I goin'?"
Like she be tweakin' and geekin', she know it
Shorty a baddie, her skin get to glowin'
But she got me all in my emotions
I am a demon, but my heart is broken
And that shit gettin' used like a slogan
Said you love me, but you couldn't show it
I put the pain in the Glock and that's why I keep totin'
I said I stay in the streets, give a fuck 'bout a melody
Said you bitches is dumb and you dead to me
Bein' a race, but you can't get ahead of me
I'm ahead 'til you run out of energy
Nowadays, it's just shoot or get shot
So you know I can't die with the knocks
He tried to run, he get put in a box
Like Megan, holes in his socks
Money hungry, it's eatin' my abdomen
Get to the bag and then get to the bag again
And if I am lackin', know nothin' is happenin'
Niggas butt and this shit is so bafflin'
Money hungry, it's eatin' my abdomen
Get to the bag and then get to the bag again
And if I am lackin', know nothin' is happenin'
Niggas butt and this shit is so bafflin'
Oi, a London boy, JP, yuh know
Damn, YP, you mixed this?
[Chorus: Jenn Carter]
Said I know I got angels, I feel it
Rollin' up and I'm keepin' my distance
Fuck everybody, they start movin' different
I'm good on my own, I don't need no assistance
If you know that you crossed me, you dead to me
Stay in the streets, I ain't talkin' 'bout Sesame
Ain't been feelin' no love in a minute
Life is too short and that shit like a snippet
You get in that room, better turn to a cricket
I'ma push 'til I reach me a million
I just started, so I am not finished
I stay in the dark and I write like a critic
I'm a demon, hearts in the stone
Down fours like I'm flyin' with spirit
Won't forget days, I was on my way home
Bullets flyin', still ain't used the phonе for them digits
[Verse 1: Jenn Carter]
I was taught to just up it and boom
Said she love mе, but she love me not
She fuck with the opps, said she sendin' the drop
I found out I was clearin' the room
If I don't got the gun, pick a beat
But the bullets still hit him, knock him out his sneaks
Said this bitch is a freak in the sheets
I can't be played 'cause I'm playin' for keeps
I been hurt, I ain't trustin' nobody
When shit gettin' real, is you really on timin'?
I'm a demon, I'm not with the nonsense
Roll up the 'za and it's takin' my conscience
Niggas lurkin' and they steady watchin'
Keep a knock in case I gotta dump it
Let it off, so it blow like a trumpet
For my brothers, turn nothin' into somethin'
And then I be thinkin' like, "Where am I goin'?"
Like she be tweakin' and geekin', she know it
Shorty a baddie, her skin get to glowin'
But she got me all in my emotions
I am a demon, but my heart is broken
And that shit gettin' used like a slogan
Said you love me, but you couldn't show it
I put the pain in the Glock and that's why I keep totin'
I said I stay in the streets, give a fuck 'bout a melody
Said you bitches is dumb and you dead to me
Bein' a race, but you can't get ahead of me
I'm ahead 'til you run out of energy
Nowadays, it's just shoot or get shot
So you know I can't die with the knocks
He tried to run, he get put in a box
Like Megan, holes in his socks
Money hungry, it's eatin' my abdomen
Get to the bag and then get to the bag again
And if I am lackin', know nothin' is happenin'
Niggas butt and this shit is so bafflin'
Money hungry, it's eatin' my abdomen
Get to the bag and then get to the bag again
And if I am lackin', know nothin' is happenin'
Niggas butt and this shit is so bafflin'
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