F*ck it everybody need dope
Everybody need tree
Everybody need smoke
I just wanna feel free
From the demons that be hauntin me even if I'm asleep
I need peace or a piece of steel at least
You think you playin with a boy you unleashed a beast
Bitch I got Dre on the block pushin keys for me
I swear to god that I´ve been tryna do this peacefully
But then somebody go an try to steal a piece from me
Shooters still in school
Rockin bulletproof
Pull up out the blue
Leavin niggas ghoul
Twelve ain´t got no proof
What you tryna prove
Never gettin far
You got weight to move
Shootin for the stars
Can't get past the moon
We got angels and demons I think I'm something in between
If I ain't got what I need then I might be acting like a fiend
Run the streets in a hoodie cause I don't want no one to see
If you keep pushin' buttons I might throw up a magazine
We got angels and demons I think I'm something in between
If I ain't got what I need then I might be acting like a fiend
Run the streets in a hoodie cause I don't want no one to see
If you keep pushin' buttons I might throw up a magazine
Lookin like its Halloween
Poppin new years eve
Pill is up your sleeve
Heart in your back pocket
Never goin clean
Real niggas can't stop it
Always be a fiend
Waitin for somebody drop it
I got hella weed
Take off like a f*ckin rocket
Don´t sip promethazine
I got enemies
That were friends of me
Pull up we dont speak
We just cookin beef
This just how it be
On the other side
Of my mamas street
We got angels and demons I think I'm something in between
If I ain't got what I need then I might be acting like a fiend
Run the streets in a hoodie cause I don't want no one to see
If you keep pushin' buttons I might throw up a magazine
We got angels and demons I think I'm something in between
If I ain't got what I need then I might be acting like a fiend
Run the streets in a hoodie cause I don't want no one to see
If you keep pushin' buttons I might throw up a magazine
Shooters still in school
Rockin bulletproof
Pull up out the blue
Leavin niggas ghoul
Twelve ain´t got no proof
What you tryna prove
Never gettin far
You got weight to move
Shootin for the stars
Can't get past the moon
Wahomie - Fiend Lyrics
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F*ck it everybody need dope
Everybody need tree
Everybody need smoke
I just wanna feel free
From the demons that be hauntin me even if I'm asleep
I need peace or a piece of steel at least
You think you playin with a boy you unleashed a beast
Bitch I got Dre on the block pushin keys for me
I swear to god that I´ve been tryna do this peacefully
But then somebody go an try to steal a piece from me
Shooters still in school
Rockin bulletproof
Pull up out the blue
Leavin niggas ghoul
Twelve ain´t got no proof
What you tryna prove
Never gettin far
You got weight to move
Shootin for the stars
Can't get past the moon
We got angels and demons I think I'm something in between
If I ain't got what I need then I might be acting like a fiend
Run the streets in a hoodie cause I don't want no one to see
If you keep pushin' buttons I might throw up a magazine
We got angels and demons I think I'm something in between
If I ain't got what I need then I might be acting like a fiend
Run the streets in a hoodie cause I don't want no one to see
If you keep pushin' buttons I might throw up a magazine
Lookin like its Halloween
Poppin new years eve
Pill is up your sleeve
Heart in your back pocket
Never goin clean
Real niggas can't stop it
Always be a fiend
Waitin for somebody drop it
I got hella weed
Take off like a f*ckin rocket
Don´t sip promethazine
I got enemies
That were friends of me
Pull up we dont speak
We just cookin beef
This just how it be
On the other side
Of my mamas street
We got angels and demons I think I'm something in between
If I ain't got what I need then I might be acting like a fiend
Run the streets in a hoodie cause I don't want no one to see
If you keep pushin' buttons I might throw up a magazine
We got angels and demons I think I'm something in between
If I ain't got what I need then I might be acting like a fiend
Run the streets in a hoodie cause I don't want no one to see
If you keep pushin' buttons I might throw up a magazine
Shooters still in school
Rockin bulletproof
Pull up out the blue
Leavin niggas ghoul
Twelve ain´t got no proof
What you tryna prove
Never gettin far
You got weight to move
Shootin for the stars
Can't get past the moon
Everybody need tree
Everybody need smoke
I just wanna feel free
From the demons that be hauntin me even if I'm asleep
I need peace or a piece of steel at least
You think you playin with a boy you unleashed a beast
Bitch I got Dre on the block pushin keys for me
I swear to god that I´ve been tryna do this peacefully
But then somebody go an try to steal a piece from me
Shooters still in school
Rockin bulletproof
Pull up out the blue
Leavin niggas ghoul
Twelve ain´t got no proof
What you tryna prove
Never gettin far
You got weight to move
Shootin for the stars
Can't get past the moon
We got angels and demons I think I'm something in between
If I ain't got what I need then I might be acting like a fiend
Run the streets in a hoodie cause I don't want no one to see
If you keep pushin' buttons I might throw up a magazine
We got angels and demons I think I'm something in between
If I ain't got what I need then I might be acting like a fiend
Run the streets in a hoodie cause I don't want no one to see
If you keep pushin' buttons I might throw up a magazine
Lookin like its Halloween
Poppin new years eve
Pill is up your sleeve
Heart in your back pocket
Never goin clean
Real niggas can't stop it
Always be a fiend
Waitin for somebody drop it
I got hella weed
Take off like a f*ckin rocket
Don´t sip promethazine
I got enemies
That were friends of me
Pull up we dont speak
We just cookin beef
This just how it be
On the other side
Of my mamas street
We got angels and demons I think I'm something in between
If I ain't got what I need then I might be acting like a fiend
Run the streets in a hoodie cause I don't want no one to see
If you keep pushin' buttons I might throw up a magazine
We got angels and demons I think I'm something in between
If I ain't got what I need then I might be acting like a fiend
Run the streets in a hoodie cause I don't want no one to see
If you keep pushin' buttons I might throw up a magazine
Shooters still in school
Rockin bulletproof
Pull up out the blue
Leavin niggas ghoul
Twelve ain´t got no proof
What you tryna prove
Never gettin far
You got weight to move
Shootin for the stars
Can't get past the moon
Writer: Kristian Wahome
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