2PAC - BROCKHAMPTON

I got some demons on me, they been feeding on me

When I sold prescriptions, and my pill addiction

Fuck the damn detectives, momma called the Reverend

I know she praying for me, but I’m in the shadows

Hella drugs and ammo, kicking doors, my MO

I got some bad habits, I do some shit I shouldn’t

My life is on a scale, I know there’s angels on me

All my dead homies, I know they waiting on me

Selling dope from out ya house, I know you praying for me

I know you used to trust me, I miss the chicken nuggets

And the kisses from her, damn I miss you momma

Trouble keep following me

Trouble keep following me, oh yeah

The shadow keep following me

The shadow been following me, oh-wee, oh-wee, oh-wee

Trouble keep following me

Trouble keep following me, oh yeah

The shadow keep following me

The shadow been following me, oh-wee, oh-wee, oh-wee

Trouble keep following me