HoesD - Showdown lyrics

[HoesD] Its the weekend, followed by the Deacon So much sinning I feel like my soul is reeking It felt right but I know it was wrong Late nights taking hits of the bong Elevate till I can't no more, Can't stop right now we out to the last floor Gas mask on our way up fast Faded memories, I take a look in the past On your way up top, you're gonna stumble But when you hit the top remember to stay humble Give a shout out to your streets, and remember your peeps Before they run up with the mac, and put six in your back Red lipstick, and shes materialistic Hallucinations, off the brown lit sticks Drop a nuke on this b**h, so unless you a roach I suggest that you contact the pope, No one lives No hope Ask for forgiveness before your last day hits Any second they could blast a clip, I never ask for sh** Give me my credit when its rightfully due, hangin around like street wires and shoes This sh**'s the truth a n***a workin so hard, it's bout that time we take what's rightfully ours I had a dream of pain and fame I blew up, became a screw up, woke up then threw up Remaining sane till the end of my reign Life is parallel to hell, but I must maintain No survival for all my rivals, stank b**hes always pending on my arrivals Asking around anonymous whereabouts, but my name is in the air when all of the people shout Whipping n***as off the face of the earth, was always real, kept trill since the first day of birth Keep your head up when them times is down, and remember what goes around comes back around In the jungle wear heavy protective armor, cause when you get shot, it ain't drama that sh** is karma