Demon Child

Huh, huh, come on I ain't, I ain't gon' do this shit Bitch, you know I really step on shit Come on, come on Yo, Kanava got no feelings for these hoes He tryna stop shit Let me find out, niggas, what's up with my name I just want pleasure in that light These porcelain nails don't know a thing The devil made, he told Kanava, leave us in there I be on real shit Man, I got that shit up in my pocket These diamonds really shiny They call my phone, bitch, I'll decline Money, f*ck your money, tell him come and find me Stupid bitch, you want me dead You know he bangin' blue, but I bang red fire I'm gon' call the call, you're dead, bitch You should've fuckin' read them flyers I know these niggas want a man with me If they block, I'll lease your daddy Man, don't end me by no damn relations Man, that girl, she disappointed me All these hoes inside this bitch, they shakin They just want Levi When young Kanava take that stick, go crazy They don't know shit that I see Young Kanava, the devil You pussy bitch, I hear you talkin' behind my back I gotta make them f*ck with you My lil' bro burnin' a splitter Jumpin' off that truck, beamin' on his head Don't let these hoes up your pride Young Kanava got no feelin' for these hoes He tryin' to stop them, let me find out niggas Who run up that clock, I just want blessings Run that light, these pussy niggas don't know Bitch, I've been on real shit But man, he told Kanava he was in there I've been on real shit I've seen them bitches, boys, they in that crew Leave shit on channel, they try to moderate These pussy niggas, they ain't got all these pussies Make a rape, but tell me what you tryin' to do Young bitch have his mind to find cronies Came to pick him up, they said it's fuckin' Monday I been askin' where my pay went No fuckin' payment, so I came They say I chained, but they don't know me You ain't no gangsta, need a clique to make you Boy, you been at nothing, just like Jamaica Be the real thing, don't do no talkin, get your brain split Kanava demon shit Don't give no f*ck about what the law say Respect the game, you pay that fine, we drag it to the grave Too many dead souls around, this N.O.P.D. ain't gon' stop shit I saw some shit up in the store, I'm wonderin' why the f*ck I caught this I write shit, it's the D.A, I'm takin' drugs I blunt and f*ck that basketball team You stupid bitch, don't tell me na-na, I'll pop your dick It's YBG, I been in shock Young Kanava, bitch, I made him go for the garlic Bitch, I'm done with this Young Kanava, don't forget you I put my head high when they told I don't understand I should've wept and cried, I don't blame you Man, I'm so tired of that shit And that nigga pussy as a bitch You know how it feel for the first time in your life You better duck that fuckin' sweat they made me make Don't care about men, fuckin' feelings, pussy bitch I always remember what they told me Now I'm out your killer shit Yeah, nigga They gon' feel my fuckin' pain when I talk in the mic, nigga I'm tired of that shit I let y'all pill me for too long Now y'all gon' feel what I gotta say, you pussy bitch Yeah Man, I ain't holdin' my words, nigga I'ma say what the f*ck I gotta say, nigga Young Kanava got no feelings for these hoes He tryna let me fight out niggas I'm that Glock, I just won't play You join that line, these pussy mans don't know a thing Young Kanava, nigga, I'll pop that nigga I been on murder shit