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Yin-yang (Yee) Keep balance like I never spend change (Yee) Saving that green like M. Jane (Yee) But I'm rich, bitch, like Rick James (Yee, yee, yee) And the money ain’t the momentous thing But a nigga gotta sell like membrane Finna blow, can you smell like cocaine? Finna blow like a shell at propane (One, two, three, go) Oh man, I faced decisions that you couldn't imagine (Yeah) I can not front, like I only pay back end (Yeah) Bloods on my left, got it poppin' like static (Woo) Crips, not Titans, but they askin’ what's crackin' They down to up it, or should I say ups it? That's UPS, everybody was packin' (Ha) Mama put me in the burbs as an action But I would still visit, missed nothin' that happened (Skood!) Now I got the devil on my left, and an angel on the right Try to keep it in my mind, every time I decide (Skood!) I don't need a vest- if you try to take my life I am not afraid to die, my nigga, just try (Skoo—) You could never off me (Nah) Baby can't hold my drive, no car seat (Nah) When I pull up, it’s the latest, no tardy (Nah) Pressin’ hella buttons like I'm pushin’ Steve Harvey, gnarly (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Older brother gangbanging, sellin' Gettin' money 'til his chain swing, dwellin’ SongtexteOn the things that he can't change, failin' If he slain by the bang-bang, yellin' Or he could be a proclaimed felon (Nah) But what would lil' brother Simi say? (Hmm?) He crashed that bike into the wall He was tryna make the cycle break Now I spaz for three minutes, like Psycho breaks (Yee) And I only create what the Pyros make (Yee) Yeah, I'm talking what the mouth of Spyro make (Yee) And I do it, like who Jhené Aiko date (Yee, yee) You could never do it bigger- if you thought that, reconsider Goin' off, but I'm on every second, that's a flicker I'm a boss, I'm a don, but I really been that nigga That'll draw on you pawns, then go pray I be forgiven 'Cause I got Good and evil on my shoulders To keep them off, feel' like a boulder I try to fight them, I'm a soldier These are things I wish I told her (Yeah) Keep you playin' in my mi-ind Got me thinkin' I'll be fi-ine I ain't readin' all the si-igns Can't see the Sun through closed bli-inds Finally quit it with percies Fuck 'em, I'm flippin' the birdie Keep myself sane through the birdies But I still don't face what hurts me She love me, she love me not I still count when the petals drop Foot to the pedal, my engine hot I gotta switch my seat like a kettle, bruh Kettlebell when my nuts hang, bitch Threesome, watchin' the sunset quick Pray I don't gotta go bust that clip But paranoia got a uptight kid I would peddle blow, but I'm good now Thank the Lord that they stood down Back and forth, and I'm shook now Pray that I'm done getting cooked out Inner battles with my inner demons To the point I'm mournin', even in the evenin' Gluttonous for torture, horny for it, feignin' This illicit slaughter forms allure, I'm dreamin' Hear the voices schemin' in my head Tellin' that I'd be better off dead Somebody tellin' me that I need meds They not a doctor, but that's what they said (One, two, three—) "If you really want to go and make it with a record deal All you really need is (To!) pop a pill If you can't sleep, go ahead and take these Don't worry my nigga, just pop the seal" Hold up, you not for real Driven crazy, but I got the wheel Even if this life is not ideal My destiny is still mine to build So- Good and evil on my shoulders To keep them off, feel' like a boulder I try to fight them, I'm a soldier These are things I wish I told her (Yeah) Keep you playin' in my mi-ind Got me thinkin' I'll be fi-ine I ain't readin' all the si-igns Can't see the Sun through closed bli-inds Keep you playin' in my mi-ind Got me thinkin' I'll be fi-ine I ain't readin' all the si-igns Can't see the Sun through closed bli-inds Aus Songtexte Mania