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Young M.A

Angels vs Demons

 

Angels vs Demons

(album: Red Flu - 2020)


Feeling like the old me, huh
When I was hungry for this shit
Still hungry too
Eh, Benjamin, he got Benjamins
I'm back to my habits, back to my ways
Back to putin that Yak to my face
Back to dumpin these ashes in trays
Back to who I was back in the days
Back to the grain
Can't believe I actually changed
Talked about gettin rich, now I'm actually paid
Swerved a little, got off track but now I'm back in my lane
Life is good, yeah, but I always relapse to that pain
Mental health is sustained, them thoughts in the back of my brain
Fuck love, them bitches ain't deserve the love that I gave
But when I fucked I always made sure that they actually came
When from trappin to fame, crazy, now I'm trapped in the fame
And I be switchin bitches like I switch hats it's a shame
With this game, you either lack or you gain, or both
Cause I just made a rack and blew that on a chain
But I'm self made, back in that booth, back on that stage
And when you independent rap pays
No cap, man

And I got a hundred demons in my rearview
But the money up ahead and it's a clearview
If you ain't loyal like I'm loyal I don't feel you
Cause where I'm from that type of shit will kill you

3 in the morning sippin this Henny
Thanking God for these Ms, came from a pocket of pennies
Haters talkin that shit, that's just the Devil tryin to get me
Thank you to who defend me, but opinions never offend me, nah
I'm a livin legend man, I swear to God
That little homey doing 7, he was pitchin hard
But he gotta take that L cause he ain't snitchin, nah
This lifestyle got me hooked, just like a fishing rod
Call me a bitch all you want, just know that bitch in charge
Tell all these small money niggas I'm really livin large
Just know I keep the 40 on me, ain't got to send the squad
I be doly most of the time cause bitch I live with heart
When they killed my brother it ripped my shit apart
I buy this ice so I can shine cause my heart is dark
These VVs, what's the difference, just a different spark
I'm a dog and you a dog, but I bite, you bark

And I got a hundred demons in my rearview
But the money up ahead and it's a clearview
If you ain't loyal like I'm loyal I don't feel you
Cause where I'm from that type of shit will kill you

And your life can change, as long as you still you
When they throwin bricks just let it build you
If they movin funny don't let em near you
And if they don't respect you make em fear you

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