Dancing with the Devil Lyrics

Without trying and they both

Wanna talk to me

All outta

TooHunnit

Yeaaa

Where the hell the pain end it

When the hell I get my friends back

Few of my niggas died few of my niggas riding

How the fuck I'm supposed to deal with that

I never seen heaven or perfection just depression

I been in the trenches with them members making messes

Dancing with the devil that shit made me so aggressive

Ima resurrect just gotta make it through my Exodus

Chasing after paper all the other shit irrelevant

I can't let no pussy nigga get me out my element

Niggas want me dead so I'm switching up my residence

When I step that shit be effortless and elegant

Drowning all my pain in the fashion I pour it in a glass they can have this

Walking out of stores with some baggage to help me get my mind off the madness

I been through some shit in the past I can't forget

I just wanna leave with my stash and my bitch

But tryna please a bitch and still stack it just don't mix

I just wanna be mad mad mad mad rich

I just wanna see my lil boy and give him a kiss

I just want my niggas back on this side of the fence

I just wanna kill all them niggas I'm up against

I just wanna step on them niggas for what they did

Well they ain't did shit it's really just bout what they said

We gone make sure they don't never say that shit again

Thirty in attend I don't need no F&N

Will I still make it into heaven? It depends

The Bible say ain't no sins worser than other sins

I committed kills shit I did it for my friends

Plus I needed ends they was paying so I slid

I can't get my mind off you girl it's like we meant

To be together forever and ever and ever and ever

I gave you pieces of my heart like rose pedals

You flew away you used to be my caterpillar

I caught a case they trying to send me off to prison

Trying to put them chains on me I just want a pendant

I knew to run from them bitches like I'm jimmy

I ain't turning on my niggas I ain't Timmy

Talking to God but I'm still dancing with the devil

And I can't lie like both don't be making me feel better

Preaching to the smackers fore' you step come get a message

I'm the one gone prep a nigga up make sure he ready

I'm the one gone give a nigga game like I'm Gillie

Run it up and pipe up the gang shit I ain't stingy

She ain't wanna fuck when I was dusty looking dingy

They ain't real really that's a image they pretending

One of these days Ima make it out the trenches

One of these days won't have to run from them bitches

One of these days Ima be one of the richest

Long as they don't switch up Ima take my niggas with me

Surviving the trenches had broke my heart I let it bleed through the pen and I recite it

It's different seeing one of my niggas just laying lifeless

Granny had cancer man I guess she couldnt fight it

Bro ain't catch a body up until he start knifing

Bro ain't have no hustle up until he start lifing

I been selling pounds I just pray I break the cycle

I just wanna ball on them niggas like I'm Michael

I dare a nigga try to walk in my Balenciagas

Yea

You can't walk a mile in my shoes

Can't do what I do

Yea

I seen heaven without dying

Met the Devil without trying

And they both seem to wanna talk to to me