Malik B, Mr. Green - Devil Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah, right now you know I gotta think about a topic
Devil want control of my soul I gotta stop it, damn
Man I'm having evil thoughts about desire
Lust and the murder tryna give a hit for hire
Yo, I'm out West on the back of the thirty block
Should I stay cool or fuckin' let the .30 .30 pop
Then I think “for what, man I'm in this thing for what”
Bodies droppin' everywhere, I think the Philly stinkin' up
I pull the Lincoln up, egos start shrinkin' up
Niggas actin' like the panther but they don't [?]
They wanna argue over [?]
Hit ‘em for a quick heist
Pull off with my midnights
I seen the dough on the floor so I go to score
I had [?]
I act like it wasn't nothin' then I [?]
My pockets empty so I'm huntin' then I go to war

[Interlude]
(Crying and screaming)

[Verse 2]
Yo, this nigga pull that on me so I'm thinkin' he said fuck me
Zig-zag and cut the corner ‘fore this nigga pluck me
Guess this isn't over shit, let's just get this over quick
Never catch me slippin' while I'm dippin' on a [?]
I was tryna keep it cool, nigga played me for a fool
Should I press up on his son while he walkin' home from school?
Make him call his dad and tell him that he got detention
[?]
csk no questions but I think I do it then I go to Hell
cll you niggas know this well, I'm right there where the soldiers dwell
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[Interlude]
(Crying and screaming)

[Verse 3]
Now some niggas in the hood say they know of me
Thought I was the good brother, spit the street poetry
Now these jokers out here tryna move swiftly
Think they tryna get me, I gotta think quickly
I'm on the prowl gettin' hungry like a night owl
These economics and poverty got my life foul
I'm thinkin' to myself “nigga just change your lifestyle
Before somebody run down on you, turn your lights out”
Then it's genocide, turnin' to statistics
I never knew that the police had the ballistics
They said this nigga he actin' just like a misfit
[?] with his motherfuckin' wrists slit