Calboy
Voices in My Head
[Verse]
All these voices in my head tell me kill 'em softly, ayy
Wanna talk 'bout them Benji's, bitch, I get 'em often, ayy
Demon on my shoulder, I can't get him off me, ayy
Doin' all that sneak dissin', bitch, I hear 'em talkin'
I was in the trap with my n***as, we got lean, pills, and coke
You got problems, let me know, send them problems to your door, uh
And I got a whole lotta bosses with me, I ain't goin' broke
Talk is cheap, n***as wanna beef with me, I buy 'em like the store
Talkin' that rah-rah shit, best calm down, he just seen some contact
Mama was cryin', her baby dead, that lil' bitch can't come back
Swerve that shit 'cause I'm so wavy, I got crack just like the '80s, baby
I can flip with Betty, I know n***as out here shady
We leave 'em slumped on the boulevard, hit the deck, my n***as pullin' cards
These n***as actin', ain't really hard, might catch that boy at the synagogue
He get to tweakin', won't see tomorrow, trust me, I really did beat the odds
Trust me, I really just beat did opps, pull up on shorty and watch him drop
And it's Long Live Dudu, n***a, why'd they take you?
To the opps, voices in my head said, "God can't save you"
I told Tario, "Just stay strong, can't let it break you"
You don't owe nobody shit except the one that made you
Fuck that shit, get that bread, ayy, I was just geekin' off meds, ayy
Bitch gon' do what I say, ayy, just like Simon Says, ayy
Put a bullet right in his head, uh, Bubz like, "Where the opp at?"
He was catchin' some Zs, I put him to bed, ayy, yeah, that lil' n***a dead
Thotty gon' give me the throat, textin' me Xs and Os like Tic Tac Toe
Lil' bitch, let's go, I heard that n***a was mad I took his lil ho
Lil' n***a, you broke, police was askin' me questions about murders
N***a, I never did spoke, I'm so solid, I never did fold
Steady yellin' free your dog, you trappin', bail him out, lil' n***a
You was so gang gang, killed your dog and now you tellin' out, lil' n***a
Hatin' on a n***a just cause he ballin', yeah, you hella foul, lil' n***a
Come playin' with us, don't make me take your mama only child, lil' n***a
147 Wild Boys, my lil' n***as ain't duckin' shit
Clip on the Glocks, that [?] on my side just look like Honey, I Shrunk the Kids
And I know Twig gon' ride, he was up all night, like shorty, I'm off the mids
Boy. you better let me know if you n***as ain't ridin', I fuck around and pop the kids