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