Revenge On Demand

This Can't Be a Craig Vill Song

This Can't be a Craig Vill Song

The things that they would speak when they go behind my spine

Made me throw that gasoline on this little light of mine

And when it touched it ran ablaze I wasn't fazed feeling fine

Put my hand in the middle Let it burn to pass the time

And I heard y'all niggas praying on the end of my relations

With a itty bitty shawty that I occupied for days in

On the corner of my mind I knew y'all niggas was just waiting

But If you think it's over just try and I cave ya face in