CalBoy – Voices In My Head Lyrics

CalBoy – Voices In My Head Lyrics

You are watching a master at work

All these voices in my head tell me kill em softly, ayy
Wanna talk ’bout them Benji’s, b**ch I get em often, ayy
Demon on my shoulder, I can’t get him off me, ayy
Doin’ all that sneak dissin’, b**ch I hear em talkin’

I was in the trap with my n**gas
we got lean pills and coke
You got problems let me know
send them problems to your door
And I got a whole lotta bosses
With me, I ain’t goin’ broke
Talk is cheap, n**gas wanna beef with me
I bound like the stove

Talkin’ that rara s**t, let’s calm down
He just seen some contact
One who’s claimin I’m her baby daddy
That lil b**ch can’t come back
Swerve that s**t cause I’m so wavy
I got crack just like the 80’s baby
I can flip with Betty
I know n**gas out here shady

We leave us up on the boulevard
Hit the deck, my n**gas, put in cars
These n**gas actin they really hard
Might catch that boy at the synagogue
He get to tweakin won’t see tomorrow
Trust me I really just beat the odds
Trust me I really just beat the opps

Pull up on shorty and watch em drop
And it’s long live dirty n**ga why they take you
To the opps, voices in my head said God can’t save you
I’m so sorry, just stay strong can’t let it break you
You don’t owe nobody s**t except the one that made you

F**k s**t, get that bread
I was just geekin off meds
B**ch gon do what I say
Just like Simon Says
Put a bullet right at his head
Bubz like .., I put em to bed
Yeah that lil n**ga dead

Thotty gon give me the throat
Textin me Xs and Os
Like Tic Tac Toe, lil b**ch let’s go
I heard that n**ga was mad
I took his lil h*e, lil n**ga you broke
Police was askin me questions about murders
N**ga I never did spoke
I’m so sorry that I never did fold

Instead of yellin’ free your dog
You trappin’, bail him out lil n**ga
You was so gang gang, killed your dog
And now you tellin out lil n**ga
Hatin’ on a n**ga just cause he ballin’
Yeah you hella foul lil n**ga
Come playin’ with us
Don’t make me take you mama only child lil n**ga

1-4-7 Wild Boys, my lil n**gas ain’t duckin’ s**t
Clip on the Glocks, them my savages
Look like honey, I shrunk the kids
And .. he was up all night, like shorty I’m off the meds
Boy you better let me know if you n**gas ain’t ridin’
I f**k around and pop your kids