Evil Within

Honestly I ain't never fuck with none of these hoes I got more stripes, than a n with some luxury clothes You built your house out of bricks, my house is built out of dough My body looking so young, my mind be acting so old I got a knife in my back, and I'll stab you like chucky I'll end the streak, of a n who be acting too lucky I got this pain, in my stomach, man I'm living so hungry I got fake hoes, telling me, everyday that they love me I move like- I move like Batman The way im in all black cloak You in a trash bag, everyone around can tell that you broke Man you aint running these streets Man you aint running these hoes Too cold to handle the beat To weak to handle the cold Been up since 4 in the morning While you still sleeping and snorin Still up at midnight and roarin Over this beat im recording No time for gossip and games Im tryna stay in my lane I got this evil within me And its gon take all the pain