storyteller - keep grinding bro youre on the verge of greatness

I'm feeing colder
Feeling the composure
This is not going over your head
I'm feeling sober
Demons on my shoulder
the angels in the rover
If we die tonight then we dying on that clover
I can see you getting closer
(3.. 2..)
The devil knows I know her
She spoils me to know her
She's looking for a lover with a gun to pull the trigger
(shit)
she said no love from me till I finish my apologies
but fuck that (but fuck that)
throw a mask on and take all your valuables
if he's getting goofy then we take him on sabbatical
if this rock star shit don't make me rich then imma pop your skull
brains everywhere you gon end up inna ditch had a bitch screaming (HELP ME!)
I was like fuck it it was
it was a unfortunate situation
clearly I was mistaken for a nigga with a ton of patience
yea I don't give a fuck about your family or generation
so just run your pockets out while I'm bopping to my station
yea I'm two facing
one is gon greet you an the others gonna turn you into an abomination
how you bitches pray to god asking (SOMEBODY HELP!) me get to the cheese
bitch fuck your nigga tonight you fucking me
only thing that make me feel right is smoking trees (I only feel right smoking trees)
HIGH BEAMS!
blinding every nigga on the road while I'm on codeine
SHE SEEMS!
like she like me but I cant tell with all this molly in my weed
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