Ced Escobar, YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Cappin lyrics

Dubba-AA flex let's go
Statik On The Track yeah
This Is The Sound

Lately I've been seeing demons the ones
That have a mask on
They rather see it down bad to your last gone
Lately I've been seeing demons the ones
That have a mask on
They rather see it down bad to your last gone

Hol' up we gone trap and run it up
Go down with that Glock you try
To run gon' leave him stuck
Where you're from and who with lil
Nigga I don't give a fuck
Don't give a fuck bout' where you at you
Play some games and you get touched

Lately I've been dreaming about demons
And they got masks on
My hittas finish a nigga ass
And they got masks on
Like sendin' a blessing won't get em'
Paid and they won't last long
I'm thinking' evil out people
From the past gone
I put a duce in the fanta and
Then I drank till' it's empty
All the shit I did I feel
Like the devil gone get me
And return niggas to bitches and
The worst for a penny
Extensions catch em' and rip em' shit back
I throw em' in the river
You know the way that we
Living' this shit ain't televised
This murder shit runnin' in the
Past gets to homicide
We let em' try us no chances
They tryna' to run to hide
Too many dying in my city shit
Get wicked so kill it

Lately I've been seeing demons the ones
That have a mask on
They rather see it down bad to your last gone
Lately I've been seeing demons the ones
That have a mask on
They rather see it down bad to your last gone

Hol' up we gone trap and run it up
Go down with that Glock you try
To run gon' leave him stuck
Where you're from and who with lil
Nigga I don't give a fuck
Don't give a fuck bout' where you at you
Play some games and you get touched

Hol' up got that four, five on me now yeah
I'm chasin' money told that I
Can't waste my time yeah
Green chips up in this choppa
That's that slime yeah
That draco bust him and left
Him without a mind yeah
Whole lotta money but I'm still
Ridin' with them sticks
Forever slidin' you can try
Bust a nigga shit
50, 000 in the car, might think I'm a lick
Lil Ben he behind me he can try
Me put him on my list 38 baby the devil
Preach to them younggins' like I'm a reverend
Preach for my nigga Imma send him to heaven
Ride on your block on the top of a Chevy
Know you ain't wit it them niggas be testin'
Fill up the clips with the Macs and 11s
VVs diamonds they sit on my patek
Rollin' the dice Imma bet on a ceiling

Lately I've been seeing demons the ones
That have a mask on
They rather see it down bad to your last gone
Lately I've been seeing demons the ones
That have a mask on
They rather see it down bad to your last gone

Hol' up we gone trap and run it up
Go down with that Glock you try
To run gon' leave him stuck
Where you're from and who with lil
Nigga I don't give a fuck
Don't give a fuck bout' where you at you
Play some games and you get touched