"Satan’s Voice":

I told you I get you my nigga', yeah
I told you if you leave your safety I’ll kill you my nigga', yeah
I put that blunt up in your hand just so I can conceal yah, yeah
Then like a weapon pull you out 'cause it’s time to reveal yah
As a loser, you a failure, I’m gon’ cut off your life span
Yeah I took your insurance you ain’t under no God’s plan
You mine now,
Think I’m gon’ keep you in this room
And let you rot in your misery 'til your sorrow consumes
You, hang up
Dial tone, mah’ fucker this what happens
When you stray too far from home and go get reckless with your actions
Smoke some funky shit and got you on a bad reaction
Now your life is in my hands
Hahahaha

Justo Verse:

God I’m sorry please I messed up
Chasing this lust
I put faith in the wrong substance now my angels are dust
The voices telling me I’m finished are they lying or what
I tried to do the right thing,
Bro' you defiant as fuck
Yo I ain’t talking to you
Well guess what nigga' now I’m in charge
You had a lot of time to change now you here crying to God
Pathetic
Yo fuck your message man I swear I’mma change
Don’t let me die like this
Don’t leave my momma in pain
I swear I just smoked a blunt, I ain’t ask for cocaine
And whatever the hell else got me feeling insane
I’m out here screwing all these girls with only one on my brain
I don’t want her to see me die like this with all my shame
Bro' you lame, it’s time to finish you and fuck your potential
So sad, you was type nice with all your words with a pencil
Bet you wish you had erasers
Ready to meet your maker, guess who
It’s yours truly say hi to the undertaker, Hi
Lord I’m begging you take my hand
This a bad detour, I know this ain’t in your plan
My life mean more than this
More than a conqueror, I’m a man
You get me out of this, I’ll always follow your command, Damn
What’s that thing I used to say before I sleep
If I should die before I wake, I pray my soul for you to keep
I’m feeling like I’m drifting man this feeling got me weak
I’m sorry for all my sins if these the last words I speak
Forgive me

Hook:

I thought you loved to sin, I thought you loved the lust
What you gon’ blame this on depression oh man, I heard enough
But yo I thought you love the fire, living dangerously
Now what happened
Changed your mind you can’t hang with us G
I smell pussy
Is that you Just, Is that you Just
I smell pussy
Is that you Just, fine,
Keep this nigga' yo he corny as fuck