[Hook]
Don't sleep inside a jungle
Can't tell the demon from an angel
Don't get too comfortable
Don't get too comfortable
If I should
Don't sleep when they coming
Don't get too comfortable
[Verse 1]
Born in the music and I'm born G
It's like the devil chasing me, he hit the concrete
I'm stuck between right and wrong, feel like purgatory
Gift for deserving, I can see my killers coming for me
I'm like the prophet of my time, Alley Shakur
A lot of blood on my hands, but my heart pure
I hope the ragers off a bull hear my war cry
I'm only trustin' in myself, women and men lie
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Streets wicked, in my city killers robbin' robbers
It's killing dope boy, the whole hood starvin'
All these rappers wanna talk, but I ain't with the all them
All the shooters be with me wherever you marching
I got the angels and the demons on me
I got the father and the beam on me
20 band's a lot of cream on me
These fake rap niggas tryna call me