Fighting Demons lyrics

by

Lil Tony Official


[Chorus]
It's 6 a.m., I'm in my thoughts
I been thinkin' 'bout these bodies, f*cked up, now I can't get out
I be thinkin' how the ones I love don't love me, that sh*t flaw
I be thinkin' how my brother turned to a scrub when we was dogs
I was a dirty-ass lil' n*gga, got game, then I went and scrubbed it off
He not gang, we ducked him off, I don't understand how these thugs be soft
n*ggas act like b*tches, b*tches act like n*ggas, it turn me off
I think she afflicted, got a new sickness 'cause you had hit her raw

[Verse]
I tote on a Diamondback like my neck can have crystals on 'еm
'Posed to have your brother back, you told and wеnt to snitchin' on him
I got outta jail, cut my ho off and got a different number
Pick and pop, that n*gga step up wrong, then we gon' slip him under
I had blocks in spots, n*ggas doin' dirt just like Columbus
I had to walk that talk when my n*gga got hurt 'cause it wasn't no compass
One of the opps had texted my phone like, "Why is we beefin', bro? We don't get nothin' from this"
I left the b*tch on read 'cause I know when I see him, the n*gga can't run from this
These hoes disloyal, these n*ggas be fake, so I might die alone
They tell your business when you vent, so I just cry alone
I can't name a time I hopped that whip and left my fire at home
I had a good time with a couple of them n*ggas, can't trip on 'em now, they gone
Bags in the backseat, slidin' with my pops through Carver Homes
I'm a prophetic n*gga, everything I say be carved in stone
Boy, you pathetic, n*gga, your baby need you, you hardly home
I don't regret it, n*gga, I been through sh*t that's hard as bone
[Chorus]
It's 6 a.m., I'm in my thoughts
I been thinkin' 'bout these bodies, f*cked up, now I can't get out
I be thinkin' how the ones I love don't love me, that sh*t flaw
I be thinkin' how my brother turned to a scrub when we was dogs
I was a dirty-ass lil' n*gga, got game, then I went and scrubbed it off
He not gang, we ducked him off, I don't understand how these thugs be soft
n*ggas act like b*tches, b*tches act like n*ggas, it turn me off
I think she afflicted, got a new sickness 'cause you had hit her raw
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