(Ayo, Sheff)
(Tuned up)
(This sound like Quel)

No games or gimmicks, nah, I'm givin' ya'll the real me
I done made a million dollars, I don't give no fucks about who feel me
I'm gettin' guala, go and ask 'em, I'm they biggest problem
Pop out with shottas, they be tryna grab the top don dadda
I'm from the bottom, I grew up lookin' up to the thugs
They taught me how to rob, where I'm from that's how you show love
No givin' hugs when you faulted to get it out the mud
No givin' hugs when you ballin' 'cause they'll set you up

I got the devil inside of my head
I go to sleep with a .40 to bed
I keep a heat right by my side, he come and creep, his ass gettin' fried

Playin' like it's sweet, whole time tryna send his ass to the sky
When he mad he go and tweet, that's how I'm knowin' he not gonna slide
Niggas lowkey tryna compete, whole time I was thinkin' that we was guys
Ain't steppin' how I be steppin' so I'm cuttin' off all them ties

I copped a Lamb' like this shit not expensive
Real ice on my teeth ask my dentist
Was just sittin' in jail with a knife in my cell, I could've never pictured me winnin'
Yeah, real motion big business, yeah
Real motion big vision, yeah
I'm ridin' bulletproof like the president with a bad bitch that's heaven sent

I got the devil inside of my head
I go to sleep with a .40 to bed

Playin' like it's sweet, whole time tryna send his ass to the sky
When he mad he go and tweet, that's how I'm knowin' he not gonna slide
Niggas lowkey tryna compete, whole time I was thinkin' that we was guys
Ain't steppin' how I be steppin' so I'm cuttin' off all them ties

I got the devil inside of my head
I go to sleep with a .40 to bed
I got the devil inside of my head
I go to sleep with a .40 to bed
I got the devil inside of my head
I go to sleep with a .40 to bed
I got the devil inside of my head
I go to sleep with a .40 to bed

Copyright: EMPIRE PUBLISHING
Writer(s): Einer Bankz, Pierre DeLince, Sheff