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 niggas, 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, niggas 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 niggas out here shady
We leave 'em slumped on the boulevard, hit the deck, my niggas pullin' cards
These niggas 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, nigga, 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' nigga dead
Thotty gon' give me the throat, textin' me Xs and Os like Tic Tac Toe
Lil' bitch, let's go, I heard that nigga was mad I took his lil ho
Lil' nigga, you broke, police was askin' me questions about murders
Nigga, I never did spoke, I'm so solid, I never did fold
Steady yellin' free your dog, you trappin', bail him out, lil' nigga
You was so gang gang, killed your dog and now you tellin' out, lil' nigga
Hatin' on a nigga just cause he ballin', yeah, you hella foul, lil' nigga
Come playin' with us, don't make me take your mama only child, lil' nigga
147 Wild Boys, my lil' niggas 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 niggas ain't ridin', I fuck around and pop the kids