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lil bawp - fighting demons (feat. yung zel) lyrics

[chorus: lil bawp]
mama told me be the change you wanna ,wanna make it out with diamonds on my t–th. real n-gga money can’t change me
talk down on my brother name you gone’ rest in pieces. fighting demons, came from the deep end , like bawp you a shooter?, it depends. if i clutch a .40 test me get to tweaking, was on my -ss now i’m booked for the weekend

[verse 1 : lil bawp]
pride and money all a n-gga really got , can’t have no friends ’cause all my n-ggas getting shot
came out the hood and left my pivot on the block, key to the game and i ain’t opening the lock now, lockdown, you can get shot down, my time and i’m breaking the clock now, got the drop now , pull up to your spot now , got a chop , grip the chop , and let it chop now

shoot my shot will it spin around and miss? or if i shoot my shot will it go up and then swish?
so i’ve been balling , the money calling, and i’ll pick up every time

she said why you stalling? let’s get to talking , the next day i was calling you mine

{verse 2: yung zel]
and word to my lil bro
yung zel still keep a trap phone
d-mn guess im fightin demons on my own

yeah i made out the trap
i ‘ont care bout the rap
i just care bout the racks
i ‘ont care for the facts
i just made me a mil
i just made me a bil
i ‘ont care bout ya b-tch
i ‘ont care bout ya b-tch
i ‘ont care bout the rat
i ‘ont care bout ya car
i ‘ont care bout ya chain
i ‘ont care bout ya name
i ‘ont care bout ya gang
i just care bout my ma
i just care about my dad
i just care about my bro
imma run it up, imma run it up d-mn

i ain’t even know your name
i ain’t even know your gang
i ain’t even know your name
i ain’t even want your chain
you ain’t really wanna change n-gga
imma sn-tch yo’ f-ckin chain n-gga, sn-tch yo’ f-ckin chain n-gga
yeah you a f-ckin’ lame n-gga
imma pull up in a brain n-gga

i be wipin’ up crack in the kitchen
i ain’t really wid the cap with the kitchen
i really wish the fakes would just do sh-t
i ain’t really with the fakes on the bullsh-t

i ‘ont really f-ck with lames
i ‘ont really f-ck with snakes
i really f-ck with chains

motive b
roll down on this poster b
all you o’ you p-ssy n-ggas posta be
i on’t really f-ck what you bouta be
all o’ you n-ggas so lame
i on’t really f-ck with the gang
i on’t really f-ck with the fakes
i on’t f-ck with you snakes

- lil bawp lyrics

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