Cappin

[Intro: Ced Escobar]
Dubba-AA flex
Let's go
Statik On The Track
Yeah
This Is The Sound

[Chorus: Ced Escobar]
Lately I've been seeing demons the ones that have a mask on
They rather see it down bad to your last gone
Lately I've been seeing demons the ones that have a mask on
They rather see it down bad to your last gone

[Chorus: Young
Boy Never Broke Again]
Hol' up we gone trap and run it up
Go down with that Glock you try to run gon' leave him stuck
Where you're from and who with lil n*gga I don't give a f*ck
Don't give a f*ck bout' where you at you play some games and you get touched

[Verse 1: Ced Escobar]
Lately I've been dreaming about demons and they got masks on
My hittas finish a n*gga ass and they got masks on
Like sendin' a blessing won't get em' paid and they won't last long
I'm thinking' evil out people from the past gone
I put a duce in the fanta and then I drank till' it's empty
All the sh*t I did I feel like the devil gone get me
And return n*ggas to b*tches and the worst for a penny
Extensions catch em' and rip em' sh*t back I throw em' in the river
You know the way that we living' this sh*t ain't televised
This murder sh*t runnin' in the past gets to homicide
We let em' try us no chances they tryna' to run to hide
Too many dying in my city sh*t get wicked so kill it

[Chorus: Ced Escobar]
Lately I've been seeing demons the ones that have a mask on
They rather see it down bad to your last gone
Lately I've been seeing demons the ones that have a mask on
They rather see it down bad to your last gone

[Chorus: Young
Boy Never Broke Again]
Hol' up we gone trap and run it up
Go down with that Glock you try to run gon' leave him stuck
Where you're from and who with lil n*gga I don't give a f*ck
Don't give a f*ck bout' where you at you play some games and you get touched

[Verse 2: Young
Boy Never Broke Again]
Hol' up got that four, five on me now yeah
I'm chasin' money told that I can't waste my time yeah
Green chips up in this choppa that's that slime yeah
That draco bust him and left him without a mind yeah
Whole lotta money but I'm still ridin' with them sticks
Forever slidin' you can try, bust a n*gga sh*t
50,000 in the car, might think I'm a lick
Lil Ben he behind me he can try me put him on my list
38 baby the devil
Preach to them younggins' like I'm a reverend
Preach for my n*gga Imma send him to heaven
Ride on your block on the top of a Chevy
Know you ain't wit it them n*ggas be testin'
Fill up the clips with the Macs and 11s
VVs diamonds they sit on my patek
Rollin' the dice Imma bet on a ceiling

[Chorus: Ced Escobar]
Lately I've been seeing demons the ones that have a mask on
They rather see it down bad to your last gone
Lately I've been seeing demons the ones that have a mask on
They rather see it down bad to your last gone

[Chorus: Young
Boy Never Broke Again]
Hol' up we gone trap and run it up
Go down with that Glock you try to run gon' leave him stuck
Where you're from and who with lil n*gga I don't give a f*ck
Don't give a f*ck bout' where you at you play some games and you get touched