Old Ways

I been up late with the thrills

Demons in my body give me chills

I be with the shotty popping kills

Angle Devil shoulder covered when

I been sinning in my old ways

All night

She keep thinking that I’m gon’ change

Yea right

Out for blood I got the gold fangs

No light

I’ma do this in my old age

No Life

She gon’ try to change me baby I don’t feel nothing

Maybe lately I been slurring words

As if I’m from London

Ain’t no proper with the potion dozing on Harry Potter

She gon’ call me fucking daddy

But she ain’t got no father

Now he zoning owning all opponents

Oh the kid a killer know it

All along the soul he sold it

Roll the ball and knock the golden

Bowling competition envisioning living ignorant

I will not be happy til family get grammys in the pic

I been up late with the thrills

Demons in my body give me chills

I be with the shotty popping kills

Angle Devil shoulder covered when

I been sinning in my old ways

All night

She keep thinking that I’m gon’ change

Yea right

Out for blood I got the gold fangs

No light

I’ma do this in my old age

No Life

What you really wanted from me

I been with the sin in my cheak

I been with the blood in the teeth

Fucked up got the kill of the week

We be the greedy feeding freely on tweety

Killing kittens can't be friends with women

I got no Phoebes

Wanted to know why the phone got a lock

I been keeping it cold, I don’t show what I got

I got women I’m hitting convinced I’m their rock

I been living it Dwayne I been furious watch me

Ballers on the block, I got all this with no shot

They ain’t offered me no spot

I been taking what they got

I been up late with the thrills

Demons in my body give me chills

I be with the shotty popping kills

Angle Devil shoulder covered when

I been sinning in my old ways

All night

She keep thinking that I’m gon’ change

Yea right

Out for blood I got the gold fangs

No light

I’ma do this in my old age

No Life

Sick of hearing talks about the greats from the rain

You best not forget who the greatest is

I’m next to cobain

I brought the vision to the sinners, sitting sipping cocaine

L-A-L-I-O-N

The only real one to name

And I’ll say

When I hit the ceiling Ima touch the planes

I been underground I know the gutter drains

City know me now cuz I been dealing pain