Fighting Demons (feat. Young Thug)

Yeah

Got my nigga, 2Fly in this motherfucker with me

Just gotta have it, man, you know what I'm sayin'? Boss shit

Yeah

It's love too, what's happenin'?

Folk!

(Quan Go)

Half a Percocet got me dreamin' (Yeah)

Another homicide and it's still meaningless (Ha)

I been in the trenches fightin' demons (Let's go)

Now I can wake up and cop a Demon (Yeah)

Woah, every fan in here singin' (Uh-huh)

Every one of these bitches tryna fling me

Bitch wanna eat a nigga semen (Woah, woah)

For no reason

Yeah, these niggas mini-mes

My career on fire like the bottom of a chimney

My crib came with amenities, stars in the ceiling

I first gave up my heart, and I swear to God I'm still healin'

My wrist cost a ten a key and it's below zero

I broke up out the cage and made millions like a hero

I grew up in the trenches, my grandpa was sippin' Tito

I count up all my racks, I want two hundred thou' on Cee-Lo, oh

Couldn't afford the jacket, now all my shit a peacoat

I was stackin' all my C-notes, now my form of manners raw kilo

I can bring out all my cars and watch the kids just go play bingo

I'm a gangsta to the core, but I can't tell like I'm Nino, oh, no, no

Half a Percocet got me dreamin' (Yeah)

Another homicide and it's still meaningless (Ha)

I been in the trenches fightin' demons (Let's go)

Now I can wake up and cop a Demon (Yeah)

Woah, every fan in here singin' (Uh-huh)

Every one of these bitches tryna fling me

Bitch wanna eat a nigga semen (Woah, woah)

For no reason

Never made the honor roll, but it's plenty drugs that I done sold

They sent my brother down the road

And that same day my heart turned cold

Started gettin' that real money

I think when I turned twenty years old

Rainbow on my wrist, that's why they treat me like a pot of gold

My crib came with amenities, I ain't worried 'bout my enemies

'Cause they can't come, and if they do

I got a chopstick ready to get it done, yeah

Two number ones in the same year, I feel like Obi-Wan

Shawty tryna give me pussy, she feel like she owe me some

After I count this money up, you know I'm headed back home

Used to say I'd be a star and niggas used to get they laugh on

Now they hit me up like, "Damn, I swear you killed your last song"

Every day I pray to God he help me get my cash on

The route I had to take, it wasn't scenic

Countin' dirty money outside the cleaners

Screamin', "Free my niggas," 'til they free 'em

Everybody here singin'

Half a Percocet got me dreamin' (Yeah)

Another homicide and it's still meaningless (Ha)

I been in the trenches fightin' demons (Let's go)

Now I can wake up and cop a Demon (Yeah)

Woah, every fan in here singin' (Uh-huh)

Every one of these bitches tryna fling me

Bitch wanna eat a nigga semen (Woah, woah)

For no reason

Quan Go