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9lokknine - devil in my thoughts lyrics

[chorus: glokknine]
i see the devil in my thoughts like what’s up? ayy
you put that smoke up in the air so b-tch it’s up, ayy
and all my n-ggas just like me, don’t give a f-ck, uh-huh, ayy
and all my n-ggas just like me, boy they gon’ buck, huh, ayy
trash can crew cause all my n-ggas dump, ayy
you gotta shoot while it’s tinted, then you done
and you gotta think about it in case you gotta run, ayy
you gotta think about your n-ggas on the run, uh-huh, ayy

[verse 1: glokknine]
sh-t i got sick of jail, ayy, and love made me numb
’cause how the f-ck you say you love me, uh, and you don’t?
ayy, you done changed up, you changed and said you on
ayy, i’m tired of dishin’ out this love sh-t on my own
ayy, i’m tired of dishin’ out this money to my n-ggas, ayy
wait hold on, let me paint the f-ckin’ picture, uh, ayy
’cause y’all will frame me like i don’t really f-ck with ’em, ayy
but what i’m sayin’ is let my n-ggas out the system, uh
ayy we too if you gon’ boy, the gang really miss him
ayy but i don’t mean there ain’t enough for us to get you, uh, ayy
like your birthday, spark your fire, we grantin’ wishes, uh, ayy
hard-headed, mama told me do the dishes
ayy but i picked up the gun, you know that i ain’t listen, uh, ayy
that ain’t my b-tch, you can call that ho my mistress, uh, ayy
and fire told me don’t put trust up in these b-tches, uh, ayy
i thought i lucked up, p-ssy sure she got a n-gga, ayy
but i’ma fall back, make her wish she never with it, uh, ayy
and i’ma fall back, make her wish she never couldn’t, uh, ayy
foreign lingo, i done talked her out her goodies, uh, ayy
black mask, b-tch we comin’ with them hoodies

[verse 2: ybn almighty jay & glokknine]
i just think about the guap
pull up with your b-tch and she tryna give me top
wrist on froze, yeah, diamonds milly rock
switcharoo that b-tch, me and gang had a swap, ooh
you gon’ cuff her like a cop
pull flexin’ in the coupe with no top
windows tinted but i still see my opps
he standing at that corner, have my bro spin the block, ooh
chopsticks, that’s a mop
how you get that glock-19 to hold a hundred shots
pull up to the graveyard, shootin’ at my opps
i eat bacon with my pancakes but i don’t f-ck with no cops
benihana fried rice, put the b-tter on the top
i don’t think about sh-t but i been thinkin’ ’bout a lot
i’m in florida with my jits, they been tryna get the guap
put them k!llers on his -ss, now that boy duckin’ his top
up it then it start sh-t

- 9lokknine lyrics

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