Demons

[Intro]
It ain't shit if Bracy ain’t make it

[Chorus: Lil Sheik]
It ain't shit 'cause I got Bracy on the beat
Gon’ get tragic for a nigga, think he takin' somethin' from me
Smoke these drugs 'cause I be fightin' with the demons in my sleep
Meet my plug, he be movin' like El Chapo in the street
You ain't smokin' pink Cookies, you ain’t cop that shit from me
I don’t like to play it fair, I pull out choppers when it's beef
Yeah, I’m only 18 but I'm who niggas wanna be
Went and shot the wrong house, y'all thought y'all had the drop on me

[Verse 1: Lil Sheik]
You would never catch me slippin’, ain't no sucker poppin' me
It feel good to live away from the shootings and robberies
But I might rob my neighbor just to put the team on
You can't afford the sauce, drip came from VLONE
I wish these broke niggas stopped they flexin'
Bitch, just call me on the phone, 'cause I hate textin'
If it ain't about a check then ain't no point in checkin'
I been thuggin', young nigga with a Smith & Wesson
Lurkin' music every time I slide
Them niggas talkin' 'bout who slidin' but ain't slidin'
But it ain't shit 'cause I got Bracy on the beat
If you scared to blow the heat, pass it to me
I'ma be a legend, I put that on Billie Jean
Might get sent to Hell but Heaven where I'm supposed to be
Damn, can't get these demons off of me
I'm just tryna sleep and they keep tryna talk to me

[Chorus: Lil Sheik]
It ain't shit 'cause I got Bracie on the beat
Gon' get tragic for a nigga, think he takin' somethin' from me
Smoke these drugs 'cause I be fightin' with the demons in my sleep
Meet my plug, he be movin' like El Chapo in the street
You ain't smokin' pink Cookies, you ain't cop that shit from me
I don't like to play it fair, I pull out choppers when it's beef
Yeah, I'm only 18 but I'm who niggas wanna be
Went and shot the wrong house, y'all thought y'all had the drop on me

[Verse 2: DaBoii]
And it ain't shit 'cause we got Bracy on the beat
They don't never put in work, them niggas lazy as can be
I don't like to play fair either, brand new drakie with the beam
Niggas speakin' on the dead, come and take it up with me
How the rent so high? Boy, I ain't lazy off the lean
Like wait ass nigga, you daydreamin' off the weed
I'm a problem and they know it, niggas prayin' that I leave
That shit used to be my style, guess they made it all a thing
And it ain't shit 'cause every clip we got extended
You a genius, how you rap about a life that you ain't living?
Y'all ain't gang and that boy leeching off you, sound like babysitting
I would give this bitch my time but I'ma make her pay to kick it
Pussy got his first gun, now you got some balls
And everybody a shooter 'til shit start poppin' off
Look at the way a nigga drip, they know who got the sauce
I put your brother on my hitlist, bro gon' knock him off, bitch

[Chorus: Lil Sheik]
It ain't shit 'cause I got Bracy on the beat
Gon' get tragic for a nigga, think he takin' somethin' from me
Smoke these drugs 'cause I be fightin' with the demons in my sleep
Meet my plug, he be movin' like El Chapo in the street
You ain't smokin' pink Cookies, you ain't cop that shit from me
I don't like to play it fair, I pull out choppers when it's beef
Yeah, I'm only 18 but I'm who niggas wanna be
Went and shot the wrong house, y'all thought y'all had the drop on me