G$L

I make music, I don't eat I see demons in my sleep I make music, I don't eat I see demons in my sleep I make music, I don't eat I see demons in my sleep I make music, I don't eat I see demons in my sleep Said I make music, I don't eat Keep my yoppa right on me try to do me Grab my toolie then my yoppa finna eat And that bitch gon' have a feast Asian bitch, her name Ling Ling (Bitch) And my goony keep that thing Wet a nigga like a sink What the fuck you niggas think? I see demons in my sleep I see money when I nap I be dreamin' 'bout the cheese That lil' nigga, he can't breath Man I do this shit with ease Shawty said it been a minute See she dropped on her knees She gon' drop down on her knees Then I hit it with a breeze Make her sing like Alicia Keys Then I told her grab her key Man, they fuck with G$L Man, they fuck with TRVLLINESE Man, I knew I've been that nigga Since way back in like '03 Said I learn from my mistakes I ain't needin' no OG if a nigga run on me I go D Way with the heat I go Curry with the three Swish leave a nigga stink Choppa make him dehydrated Think lil' nigga need a drink I make music, I don't eat I see demons in my sleep I make music, I don't eat I see demons in my sleep I make music, I don't eat I see demons in my sleep I make music, I don't eat I see demons in my sleep Hol' up, choppa with a beam I be having lucid dreams If a thottie say I'm sick, I Be trying not to sneeze, yeah Come and get your mans, 'fore I up the lemon squeeze, yeah I Messed up with a lame, he Don't know how to get feed, yeah My dreads in my face I can't see like "Who is you?" Had to learn to keep my cool He talk down like "What it do?" Get it do like peek-a boo Now she tryna be my boo I've been holding back too much Now it's time to let it through Ayy, walk down, I don't even like my school If finessin' was a lesson I could teach him how to move Better hit him with that pressure but He ain't got none to lose I love money conversation, blah-blah-blah Now pay your dues I make him sing the blues 'cause Lil' baby had to choose Get that bag and make it move My dad taught me to stick and move I got cuts all up my body You know I can take a bruise Say lil' bro ain't built for this You better think before you choose I make music, I don't eat I see demons in my sleep I make music, I don't eat I see demons in my sleep I make music, I don't eat I see demons in my sleep I make music, I don't eat I see demons in my sleep