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The Virus and Antidote


[Intro]
The Virus

[Chorus]
I been sleepin' with my demons
Cold sweats every night, I keep waking up for no reason
Phone ring, that’s a money call
Gotta wake up cause a n*gga need it
Twelve to twelve in the trap, gotta mix bread
Now we all eatin'
b*tch tried to show me love, had to give her up
Four ounces in a cup, nah, it ain’t enough
Two cups on me when I say we out the mud
No I ain’t kickin' it, b*tch can’t show no love
b*tch I’m raw like I wear no gloves
My n*ggas my brothers, don’t gotta be blood

[Verse]
Talk to myself cause that’s all that I got
I had the devil screaming in my ear
Fighting myself when nobody here
Losing control, don’t know how to steer back on the road
I’m rollin blunts on the dash, I’m tryna make this sh*t last
Hold on lil' b*tch, I'ma crash
You keep on doin' that thing with your tongue that I like
Girl come tend to me
Red room, don’t try to keep it down
They can’t hear the screams
Devil in a dress, you look too good to be my enemy
Always more and never nothin' less, come make a deal with me
[Refrain]
Devil in a dress, you look too good to be my enemy
Always more and never nothin' less, come make a deal with me, deal with me
Deal with me, deal with me
Devil in a dress, you look too good to be my enemy
Always more and never nothin' less, come make a deal with me, deal with me
Deal with me, deal with me
Devil in a dress, you look too good to be my enemy
Always more and never nothin' less, come make a deal with me
Devil in a dress, you look too good to be my enemy
Always more and never nothin' less, come make a deal with me


[Chorus]
I been sleepin' with my demons
Cold sweats every night, I keep waking up for no reason
Phone ring, that’s a money call
Gotta wake up cause a n*gga need it
Twelve to twelve in the trap, gotta mix bread
Now we all eatin'
b*tch tried to show me love, had to give her up
Four ounces in a cup, nah, it ain’t enough
Two cups on me when I say we out the mud
No I ain’t kickin' it, b*tch can’t show no love
b*tch I’m raw like I wear no gloves
My n*ggas my brothers, don’t gotta be blood
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