Facing My Demons - Stitches

Why do I feel like I gotta be somebody that the world wants me to be

I was crazy, I was losin' it

Cocaine in my body, I’m abusin' it

I’m gettin' fucked up on Percocet

Just received a call, it was a death threat

If I gotta die today and there ain’t no other way

But shootin' me down then

Puttin' me up in the grave

Then I’mma face it

Look the shooter in his eyes

The one who can save me is the man in the sky

The one pullin' the trigger is the devil in disguise

For my children’s sake I’m tryna be alive

I’m a beast in the streets I know how to survive

All my life I been doubted

Will I see 25?

I doubt it

Rolls-Royce bitch just know I just bought it

I just wanna be the man for my fam

I been through pain I walk in the the rain

I look at my reflection up in the mirror and I can admit that I feel so ashamed

I’ve done some dirt that I cannot forget

I’m wipin' the blood, I’m wipin' my sweat

The reason I killed him cuz' he posed a threat

I got some sons and I got a daughter

You playin' with me there’s gonna be a slaughter

I don’t wanna live my life like this no more

I don’t wanna sell this dope

The streets got me so fuckin' paranoid

I don’t know what I’mma do

I’mma be a gangster forever

Ain’t no love in the streets

And I don’t trust you

I’m facing my demons

That evil, I’ve seen it

The money, the root of all evil, believe me

You rob, you steal, you pop a pill and you kill

Everytime I need paper this is the way that I feel

My brother told me do it for my nephew

Bullets hit your body, now you leaving the rescue

One thing I know for certain, everytime you try to change, the devil’s gonna

come and test you

My brother told me do it for my nephew

Bullets hit your body, now you leaving the rescue

One thing I know for certain, everytime you try to change, the devil’s gonna

come and test you

I’m trying to change my life for the better

If I went to jail would they write a letter

Would they even care, if I wasn’t there

It feels like I got haters everywhere

Haters, suckers, mother fuckers

I was built like no other

It’s a cruel word, they criticize your skin color

Mobbin', robbin', homicide for something that makes them feel alive

I’m always curious to find out where I’ma go when I die

People hate me all the time but they ain’t even met me yet

I was born to win in last so that ain’t somethin' I’ma sweat

I came up off of sellin' that dope

Have you ever had the cops break down your door

Have you ever had the cops put you on the floor and rob all of your dope

No, you don’t know, how that feels

You’re totally broken and ready to kill

You’re praying to god, asking for a deal, «Oh lord, I can’t afford a meal»

I just want to go legit

I feel like a piece of shit

I don’t wanna live my life like this no more

I don’t wanna sell this dope

The streets got me so fuckin' paranoid

I don’t know what I’mma do

I’mma be a gangster forever

Ain’t no love in the streets

And I don’t trust you

I’m facing my demons

That evil, I’ve seen it

The money, the root of all evil, believe me

You rob, you steal, you pop a pill and you kill

Everytime I need paper this is the way that I feel

My brother told me do it for my nephew

Bullets hit your body, now you leaving the rescue

One thing I know for certain, everytime you try to change, the devil’s gonna

come and test you

My brother told me do it for my nephew

Bullets hit your body, now you leaving the rescue

One thing I know for certain, everytime you try to change, the devil’s gonna

come and test you