Release the Demons
[Intro]
Alright no mess ups
DOJO short by the way

[Verse]
First thing they heard like
Daquan’s the past life
I past her she act like
Pastor the glown light
She tell all her secrets
Confess all her treasons
She gave me the reasons
Release the demons
Pull up with the gat with the strap, automat
These fake pussy cop and I call them copycats
These fake ass bitches jumping to conclusions
That’s why we call them acrobats
Autocraft that’s Trump nigga
Take a tree down, trump nigga
In the place, we step nigga
Face to the curb, we step nigga
Just like food, we eat nigga
Just like a switch, we on nigga
Just like a game, we take nigga
We on the sign that big nigga
Click-clack trigger nigga
Pick a time I’m on the climb I’m on the rise
Girl you’re a dime, when I rhyme, we be on adventure time
It’s Christmas time
Anaheim
Anytime
I eat up this beat dinner time
Having fun at summertime
You be snorting that white line
Now these hoes right on my line
Aye
Okay
Now I gotta do it
Now I gotta use it
This is something totally different than what I writing to and
Maybe it’s the seasons
Changing for its reason
Because when it gets cold I’ll be rapping I’m the heater
Bring the meter bring the meter
Rapping at the amphitheater
You’re looking at the next top leader
Blast this shit on y’all speakers
Hope y’all understand
Fly like Peter Pan
It's raining and it's pouring
But niggas just wanna bore me
They think I'm full of baloney
They think I'm fucking corny
They think I'm fucking phoney
They think my name is tony
I eat that macaroni
I eat that pepperoni
You play my little pony
I go to ceremonies
Y'all other niggas below me
Y'all niggas better blow me
Little homie, don't ya know me
R.I.P. to all the fakes who think they know me
But really I just want people to chant my name and go with me you know?
Aye, Im the ghost of whats left of me
You just want the best of thee
Maybe you just want my money and send it all to Bethany
Heavenly 666, I'll show y'all some crazy tricks
Like tony hawk in the business
Suck my dick, swallow and leave a tip
All my squad is winning and
Chris Tucker is living it and
Jackie Chan is feeling it
We are on a new level
Naw we special
Say hello to the devil
Make god think he's a rebel
Make god roll a blunt, next to Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump
Like for real though they both need to chill
Wheres Snoop Dogg
Ok, listen
I’ve been chillin making music, don’t abuse, you amused to this
Don’t you ever ask me dumb ass questions like you new to this
Your pussy smell like tuna fish, man who’s doing this
Fuck that shit because this topic is very ludicrous
On the block, nah, I was never on the block
They put me on the spot, just wanna get them hella guap
Bitch stop, don’t come on my line if you curving off
Bitch you swerving, skrrt, going to niggas to suck em off
Man I’m back boy
I’m a trap boy
Girl a trap boy
You will never see come to your crib with a strap boy
I’ve been doing everything anything on my own
Only count a few people that could help right along
Making music is my destiny
Change your trajectory
I’m a zombie, I’ve been getting brains that are meant for me
Call me rick grimes because I’m aiming for your heads
Watch where you tread, motherfucker I won’t say it again
Bitch