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letra de friendz'wit'tha'devil - loc saint

(the holy ghost inside of me, but with a demon on my back riding me)

opiate’s in my snout / back at trap trippin out / herion addicts bobbin while shootin they knoddin out / prost-tues smoking gl-ss emit sparkles when blowing out / screams came from the bathroom as one of em bleeding out / soldier stories thrown around because all of us lost life/ then came back to tell each other what we seen through our eyes / p-ssed me 100 pills and made bills before the ice in my gl-ss was melted and my whiskey was chilled and that’s real / getting calls in midnight about the trap getting jacked / so i dressed myself in black strapped a mashedy on my back / heard it was cartel cargo they took amounting to racks / i hit samish way buzzin my cuzzin down at the villa / 3 taps at the door / open it up for yo k!lla / took out serrated mashedy onto yo knee’s it get reala / nose half sawed and his pockets flew on the ground quicka then liqua poured raw / and got it done for the deala

(i’m at war with heaven, i’m at war on my own / i made friendz with the devil / i don’t wanna die alone / i lost faith in heaven / i lost faith and heart / i made friendz with the devil / i don’t wanna die alone)

i fell / but now i’m back so hear me when i say i’m wrong / i know it went on for too long so imma lay it on / i keep it real my yah so hear me when i sing this song / i made friendz with the devil but now the friendships gone

baby blues mixin with booze cus im hurtin / workin with serial k!llers seen-em-on -the -news certain / full a cancer from withdrawls and i’m trapped in these four walls / god hasn’t answered my calls and i’m curled up in a ball / see i started down this path when da facts are my people died / when i was left with no life and da eyes dried from tears cried / i got angry as h-ll / god knows my story so well / that i’m just sharing me and his walk with ya’ll to re-tell / the devil came in the picture / said lets be friends cus i getchya / rolled up dat hundred hit the c0ke like chugging pop by the pitchya / non stop throat numbs brain flops it just hitchya / rollin down i-5 witta plot capsizing to get richa / wash rain tapping my window pain light fixture’s flicca / the devil appears beside me and told me i’m rollin witchya / enebriated by hatred and full a pure percacet / death breathing down my neck and i’m sick and dripping in sweat /

oh yeah the friendships / go-on / yeah the friendships go-o-one /

- loc saint

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