Letra de Fighting Demons
Yeah
Got my nigga too fly in this motherfucker with me
You know what I'm sayin'?
Got my nigga too fly in this motherfucker with me
You know what I'm sayin'?
(Blanco)
Half a Percocet got me dreamin' (Yeah)
Another homicide, and it's still meaningless, uh
I been in the trenches, fightin' demons (Let's go)
Now I can wake up and cop a Demon, woah
[?], he'll sing, hah
Everyone of these bitches tryin to fling me
Bitches wanna eat a nigga semen (Woah, woah)
For no reason
Yeah, these niggas mini-mes
My career on fire, like the bottom of a chimney
My crib came with amenities, stars in the ceiling
And my first girl broke my heart, and I swear to God, I'm still healin'
My wrist cost a ten, a ki', and it's below zero
I broke up out the cage and made millions like a hero
I grew up in the trenches, my grandpa was sippin' Tito
I count up all my racks, I want two hundred thou' on Cee-Lo, uh-huh
Couldn't afford a jacket, now all my shit a peacoat
I was stackin' all my C-Notes, now my [?] raw kilo
I can bring out all my cars and watch the kids just go play bingo
I'm a gangsta to the core, but I can't tell like I'm Nino, oh, no-no
Half a Percocet got me dreamin' (Yeah)
Another homicide, and it's still meaningless, uh
I been in the trenches, fightin' demons (Let's go)
Now I can wake up and cop a Demon, woah
[?], he'll sing, hah
Everyone of these bitches tryin to fling me
Bitches wanna eat a nigga semen (Woah, woah)
For no reason
Never made the honor roll, but it's plenty drugs that I done sold
They sent my brother down the road, and that's same day my heart turned cold
Started gettin' that real money, I think when I turned twenty years old
Rainbow on my wrist, that's why they treat me like a pot of gold
My crib came with amenities, I ain't worried 'bout my enemies
'Cause they can't come, and if they do, I got a chopstick ready to get it done, yeah
Two number one's in the same year, I feel like [Obi-Wan?]
Shawty tryna give me pussy, she feel like she owe me some
After I count this money up, you know I'm headed back home
Used to say I'd be a star and niggas used to get they laugh on
Now they hit me up like, "Damn, I swear you killed your last song"
Every day, I pray to God, He helped me get my cash on
The route I had to take, it wasn't scenic
Countin' dirty money outside the cleaners
Screamin', "Free my niggas," 'til they free 'em
Everybody here singin'
Half a Percocet got me dreamin' (Yeah)
Another homicide, and it's still meaningless, uh
I been in the trenches, fightin' demons (Let's go)
Now I can wake up and cop a Demon, woah
[?], he'll sing, hah
Everyone of these bitches tryin to fling me
Bitches wanna eat a nigga semen (Woah, woah)
For no reason
(Blanco)
Half a Percocet got me dreamin' (Yeah)
Another homicide, and it's still meaningless, uh
I been in the trenches, fightin' demons (Let's go)
Now I can wake up and cop a Demon, woah
[?], he'll sing, hah
Everyone of these bitches tryin to fling me
Bitches wanna eat a nigga semen (Woah, woah)
For no reason
Yeah, these niggas mini-mes
My career on fire, like the bottom of a chimney
My crib came with amenities, stars in the ceiling
And my first girl broke my heart, and I swear to God, I'm still healin'
My wrist cost a ten, a ki', and it's below zero
I broke up out the cage and made millions like a hero
I grew up in the trenches, my grandpa was sippin' Tito
I count up all my racks, I want two hundred thou' on Cee-Lo, uh-huh
Couldn't afford a jacket, now all my shit a peacoat
I was stackin' all my C-Notes, now my [?] raw kilo
I can bring out all my cars and watch the kids just go play bingo
I'm a gangsta to the core, but I can't tell like I'm Nino, oh, no-no
Half a Percocet got me dreamin' (Yeah)
Another homicide, and it's still meaningless, uh
I been in the trenches, fightin' demons (Let's go)
Now I can wake up and cop a Demon, woah
[?], he'll sing, hah
Everyone of these bitches tryin to fling me
Bitches wanna eat a nigga semen (Woah, woah)
For no reason
Never made the honor roll, but it's plenty drugs that I done sold
They sent my brother down the road, and that's same day my heart turned cold
Started gettin' that real money, I think when I turned twenty years old
Rainbow on my wrist, that's why they treat me like a pot of gold
My crib came with amenities, I ain't worried 'bout my enemies
'Cause they can't come, and if they do, I got a chopstick ready to get it done, yeah
Two number one's in the same year, I feel like [Obi-Wan?]
Shawty tryna give me pussy, she feel like she owe me some
After I count this money up, you know I'm headed back home
Used to say I'd be a star and niggas used to get they laugh on
Now they hit me up like, "Damn, I swear you killed your last song"
Every day, I pray to God, He helped me get my cash on
The route I had to take, it wasn't scenic
Countin' dirty money outside the cleaners
Screamin', "Free my niggas," 'til they free 'em
Everybody here singin'
Half a Percocet got me dreamin' (Yeah)
Another homicide, and it's still meaningless, uh
I been in the trenches, fightin' demons (Let's go)
Now I can wake up and cop a Demon, woah
[?], he'll sing, hah
Everyone of these bitches tryin to fling me
Bitches wanna eat a nigga semen (Woah, woah)
For no reason
(Blanco)
