Tired of fighting this bad habits that consumate me
And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby
But make sure if they do see
I couldn't leave this inside of me.
While i'm making history
The malady living inside of me,
Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free
Keep fighting these demons who keep haunting me
They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty
No more fucking with the psyche, and what's inside me.
The fire inside me
Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
Who would known me and him would just grow inside,
Always wanted a piece of the pie, now it’s sliced right
Call me lazy, i ain't your baby
The malady living inside of me,
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