Voices in my Head ft. Dub Lyrics

If I didn't leave PG I probably would be in a cell

Niggas from the DMV forever screaming guns and bells

Homie never hit a lick don't get caught cause he might go tell

Police went to bust the trap house probably think they got cartel

I need to switch the inline engine Dono cannot go too slow

V8 in that new Mercedes' is gon be my common goal

D'usse poured up in her liver turned her right into a hoe

Dono tryna go on tour coronavirus gotta go

Man these niggas think they on some shit until I hit them with the facts

J Rock trapping out the 'ville he finna hit bout twenty racks

Rapping come too easy I will go and murder any track

Hitting licks and dropping dimes they nicknamed me the quarterback

I Got these voices in my head they tryna get you

And you already know they tryna take you with me

Got this demon up inside he tryna get to dissing

But I gotta take my time it's my life that I'm risking

If I go call you my bro you MJ to my Pippen

Used to whip crack on the stove the smell still kinda linger

Got the AR with the scope the trigger on my finger

If we got to go and blow just know my brothers with me

My brothers with me fasho

Don't let me in if I can't bring my pole

You gotta slow down on that bitch it's a go

I stay to myself nigga leave me alone

How many tries til you pick up the phone?

I stay really true yea I stick to the code

Uzi or AK the beam on his dome

Spread like some off or spray like cologne

She get too comfortable she like to spend all my money

I'm watching my mans I'm looking for honesty

Need to know what he know why he start acting funny?

He start acting different he hanging with junkies

He down on his dick he ran to his mommy

He thought he had friends he thought he had plenty

Standing at the sink

All he can think

I Got these voices in my head they tryna get you

And you already know they tryna take you with me

Got this demon up inside he tryna get to dissing

But I gotta take my time it's my life that I'm risking

If I go call you my bro you MJ to my Pippen

Used to whip crack on the stove the smell still kinda linger

Got the AR with the scope the trigger on my finger

If we got to go and blow just know my brothers with me