Bitch got all them booty shots
Fight your wrongs, pick em out with tongs,
But got comma’s in my statement
Angels fight with devils and
Angels fight with devils, here's what they want from me
I keep that hottie, just look at her body
Greed is pleadin' agreement with demons impeding n' scheming while creepin up
Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirlmy mossberg goes boom, what's another plug
Lay awake at night i fight these demons that are inside
I'm on my deen inshallah, i'mma get 'er right
When it came to grams it was 90 i fried
Walk upright despite the fight with fright/
On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time
I spit that furious five fight sessions with every line
Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for
I fight these feelings with a lighter
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