Lyrics

Dropping motherfuckers straight down to the P.I.T
If you fuckin' with Unaverage gang, you fuckers RIP
Bitch, I'm rolling with the shadows, the darkness is stuck inside of me
All up in the cut, leave you bleeding, bitch, do not bother me
Catch me burning crosses, turning these **** into carcasses
Feening for the feeling of death, so I'm here to murder shit
Grip my Glock tight, I'm an assassin on the scope
Bitch, I'm here to end your life
Leave you leaking on the floor
I don't give a fuck about the fame, I'm here to run the game
I think my Choppa got the hiccups, and it's scattering your brain
Swear that all the voices in my head just start to sound the same
The devil hiding in disguise
I feel him every day
It's always runnin' through my mind, it stays the same
Whether it be a couple bodies, take a shotty to the brain
All the pain that's always risin' up inside of me
You'll never get the chance to even feel you confide in me
This shit is hard to say with the amount that I give away
Passin' every day, I wonder what I can take away
This shit is crazy, I feel like I'm goin' insane
I'm entering the crazy house, and got bottles of pain
I'm overlookin' all the decisions I made from my visions
It doesn't matter what I had to do to get my commission
I'm always lookin' out
If the game only brings me pain, then you have to take me out
Written by: Anthony Schleining, Beau Holland, Ángel Cabrera
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