Voices

I got voices in my head I got spirits in Bed,

I lost Bitches over Bread and lost homies that aren’t dead,

Meant everything I said even when gone off the meds,

Started from the Bottom going Back is all I dread.

Under so much pressure most would leave up in a stretcher,

Suicide not an option do or die till I drop Bitch,

My pain you can’t measure But no weakness in my sector,

Paranoid on some Pac shit got a rocket in this cockpit,

Shit my life make me side eye even my guys,

could use a vacation on the Beach sipping mai tai’s,

Instead I got a migraine mind on overdrive,

Most don’t grind like I grind and put in that overtime,

I got women swear they mine just attracted to my shine,

But I don’t Believe they’re lines not Blinded cause they fine,

I read Between the lines sit Back and peep the signs,

Tell what you wanna hear that’s how dating designed.

Hoe don’t say you love me,

When you just wanna fuck me,

Pretty on the outside,

But deep inside ugly.

I got voices in my head I got spirits in Bed,

I lost Bitches over Bread and lost homies that aren’t dead,

Meant everything I said even when gone off the meds,

Started from the Bottom going Back is all I dread.

Bro don’t say you love me,

When you really don’t love me,

Because if shit go awry,

Pick a side or you die.

Not a Jedi or a sith But force eliter than a Bitch,

Flamed out from the Brain out still do Business wit the crips,

Good in any hood to prove it I don’t need no flicks,

Just a Blick and some grip and we can take that trip,

Put me on any strip hot or not I make it flip,

Never Been the killer type But try me Ima spray the clip,

Or maybe toss a Bag at some shooters on some lazy shit,

By any means necessary yeah I’m on that Nation tip,

Salute to Faruq all my troops gonna shoot,

Other side lacing wigs over here we lacing Boots,

My whole line up solid no need for new recruits,

Everybody play their part no niggas acting cute.