There's a fight with satan when i'm alone at night (2x)
Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex
And with noone left i never felt aright fight,
Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light
Pocket racked up all big faces
Influence i used to fight with
Angels fight with devils and here's what they want from me
If we thinking success is only measured by your money
Fight your wrongs, pick em out with tongs,
The you should look up in the stars
I can smell it when i go outside
And never get with me again in a fight.
With a different bitch every night, wanna start a fight, will that make everything alright?
Why every time i leave home bitches thirsty?saying she be with a nigga all night
Angels fight with devils and here's what they want from me
Surrounded by the irony of living in the city
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