Voices Lyrics

Hearing voices in my head

No, I don't believe in ghost

But its seeming that demons, speak to me the most

Teaching me the ropes, they seem to keep me close

Back and forth all through the air

My dreams have seen the coast

It is what it is, too many can't tell me nun

Bent up in the ridge, the ones that wanna see me come

The pole in the lair

Please don't make me feed the gun

I roll wit the air, its taking me to kingdom come

Can't roll wit a square, I try to find my way

My bro wit the flare

Know he built all kinda rage

I look in the mirror

And then I see a diamond face

I smoke everywhere, I know I got beef wit Smokey the Bear

I smoke in the air

I shine in the night, the focus is clear

They hope its a glare

Keep that in the mind, the openings near

No, I don't care

I'm good where I'm at, I'm good everywhere

I hope for the cheer

The world is my oyster, the focus is rare

It's in my hand, I'm sending it everytime

Make the most of the plan, them niggas is scared of life

Make toast wit the bands, gimme a minute I'll give it a try

I joke wit the xans, they having a nigga be ready to die

Hearing voices in my head

No, I don't believe in ghost

But its seeming that my demons, speak to me the most

Teaching me the ropes, they seem to keep me close

Back and forth all through the air

My dreams have seen the coast

Perc wit a water, It help me ease the pain

The broker the harder, Ben Franklin leads the way

Lets open the market, they see we seized the lane

Whatever we wanted, we had the means to play

AGB, we learned to run it up

I need VV, diamonds yellow buttered up

Lets rock the scene, let em talk and let em fuss

We need the fiends, they surely run the budget up

And please believe, I won't stop goin hard

Real ones around me so I always know what's goin on

Dig got the pound and told the bros to go and roll it up

We climbed a mountain, we took proof just for to show the top

Guess its astounding, when you gotta show your growing up

Can't be around me when your tryna throw my focus off

Take me to where I grab it up and I don't know the cost

For now I'm grinding, so just pour me up another shot

Pour me up another shot

I'm hearing voices in my head

I know these niggas hatin, know they wanna see me dead

I get this speculation, from these demons in my head

You know I'm from the basement they don't wanna see me win

Hearing voices in my head

No, I don't believe in ghost

But its seeming that my demons, speak to me the most

Teaching me the ropes, they seem to keep me close

Back and forth all through the air

My dreams have seen the coast