I think my- but it's me They scared of me All my demons scared of me I been up too All my demons scared of me Uh, I think I need to calm it down, my demons scared of me Yea, they scared of me, uh, talk to em (Talk to em) Huh, I think I need to calm it down My demons scared of me Huh, might slow my pace Feel like my soul in heavens reach Every time I take a look around, seem like nobody with me, huh My dawg just died and I already miss Lil Reap (I do) Wanna cry but I can't frown Hell yea, I really be losing sleep, ye- shh Shit fucking with my head, ah, mentally Uh, I'm trippin' on them percs Psyching out my bitch, what if she leave? (I be psyching and I be trippin twin) Who really gon' be there for me? Huh, yea, trippin' on them percs Psyching out my bitch, what if she leave? (withdrawals be [?]) Who really gon' be there for me? (I be breaking down) I be deep inside my thoughts Sometimes, I do be wanting to talk, shhh (I just be yelling) Every time I try, I end up screaming Hell yea, been 'posed to drop Huh, I got shit inside the vault It seem like light just keep on beaming Just had a talk with pops he like "Son get back in yo bag" (you trippin man) Stack yo pape, dont let em make you mad Uh, these broke ass niggas hating Wanna see me dead They flip my scat (swear to motherfuckin God) I just dont get it Huh, it's okay nigga, we on boolie Fuck that [?] ridin' round wit fully Catch a nigga down bad [?] for that diss, his soul is tooken Sixty round [?] clipped on the drac Ridin' round searchin' for rookies Huh, I can't walk round when they see me All my whole gang know is fully We get a Glock, put a box on that Bitch, that's a rule but its unwritten Huh, I think I need to calm it down My demons scared of me Huh, might slow my pace Feel like my soul in heavens reach Every time I take a look around, seem like nobody with me, huh My dawg just died and I already miss Lil Reap Wanna cry but I can't frown Hell yea, I really be losing sleep, ye- shh Shit fucking with my head, ah, mentally Uh, I'm trippin' on them percs Psyching out my bitch, what if she leave? Who really gon' be there for me? Huh, yea, trippin' on them percs Psyching out my bitch, what if she leave? Huh, who really gon' be there for me?