Fighting Demons Testo
Testo Fighting Demons
(Verse)
When you try to make it out – that’s when they tryna pull you back
‘Cause after that you make it and you leave em where they at
It’s hard to see the signs when you live under a rock
So I’m waiting for that weight to be lifted, I’m feeling trapped
Grew up off Pac songs and Deathrow posters
Screaming Thug Life in my old Ford Focus
Windows rolled up, clam bacon when we smoke it
Couple young niggas getting high, feeling hopeless
I remember walking out of class in low high I probably should’ve stayed and graduated on time
Instead all of my friends didn’t left my ass behind
And now they all got good jobs and I’m broke on the grind
Tales of a dumb nigga, fucked my whole life up
Fucked a lot of girls but I’m too scared to wife em
‘Cause I don’t trust myself, it’s not that I don’t like them
It’s just I’m fighting demons and I don’t wanna ticed in
My swears like him
(Hook x2)
I’m fighting demons, I feel like I’m fighting demons
The devil’s on my back, can you hear my soul screaming?
I’m fighting demons, I feel like I’m fighting demons
Every day is hell and I’m sick of niggas preaching
(Verse)
Sipped out of the city, I came up here
Stepped out of the box they have me stuffed in
Broke out of my shell like it was nothing
Nowadays I’m the topic of discussion Like is it true? We got a baby on the way?
Packed up the studio and bounce for 20K
Heard he got signed like just the other day
But it’s these rumors that consume us and they ought to fade away
So too many lies, let me tell you what the facts are
I’m fighting demons dead broke with a bad heart
Losing faith, tired of waiting, had a bad start
Never graduated, always faded but I’m that smart
Car payment’s late and I got no L’s
Massachusetts plates nigga, oh well
2 warrants and a stack full of bills
And a fuckin DT, still think I’m sellin pills?
It’s unfortunate that I was never fortunate
The game that you wanna quit but I ain’t one for forfeiting
I keep pushing til this clock stops ticking
Til the buzzer stops buzzin and my glock stops spittin
(Hook x2)
I’m fighting demons, I feel like I’m fighting demons
The devil’s on my back, can you hear my soul screaming?
I’m fighting demons, I feel like I’m fighting demons
Every day is hell and I’m sick of niggas preaching
When you try to make it out – that’s when they tryna pull you back
‘Cause after that you make it and you leave em where they at
It’s hard to see the signs when you live under a rock
So I’m waiting for that weight to be lifted, I’m feeling trapped
Grew up off Pac songs and Deathrow posters
Screaming Thug Life in my old Ford Focus
Windows rolled up, clam bacon when we smoke it
Couple young niggas getting high, feeling hopeless
I remember walking out of class in low high I probably should’ve stayed and graduated on time
Instead all of my friends didn’t left my ass behind
And now they all got good jobs and I’m broke on the grind
Tales of a dumb nigga, fucked my whole life up
Fucked a lot of girls but I’m too scared to wife em
‘Cause I don’t trust myself, it’s not that I don’t like them
It’s just I’m fighting demons and I don’t wanna ticed in
My swears like him
(Hook x2)
I’m fighting demons, I feel like I’m fighting demons
The devil’s on my back, can you hear my soul screaming?
I’m fighting demons, I feel like I’m fighting demons
Every day is hell and I’m sick of niggas preaching
(Verse)
Sipped out of the city, I came up here
Stepped out of the box they have me stuffed in
Broke out of my shell like it was nothing
Nowadays I’m the topic of discussion Like is it true? We got a baby on the way?
Packed up the studio and bounce for 20K
Heard he got signed like just the other day
But it’s these rumors that consume us and they ought to fade away
So too many lies, let me tell you what the facts are
I’m fighting demons dead broke with a bad heart
Losing faith, tired of waiting, had a bad start
Never graduated, always faded but I’m that smart
Car payment’s late and I got no L’s
Massachusetts plates nigga, oh well
2 warrants and a stack full of bills
And a fuckin DT, still think I’m sellin pills?
It’s unfortunate that I was never fortunate
The game that you wanna quit but I ain’t one for forfeiting
I keep pushing til this clock stops ticking
Til the buzzer stops buzzin and my glock stops spittin
(Hook x2)
I’m fighting demons, I feel like I’m fighting demons
The devil’s on my back, can you hear my soul screaming?
I’m fighting demons, I feel like I’m fighting demons
Every day is hell and I’m sick of niggas preaching
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