Demon's Games
The demons talking to me they just stay (just stay, just stay)
They tell me now boy just stay in your lane (your lane, your lane)
They wanna see me dance and play their games (their games, their games)
But it's 2 am and I'm creating flames
Now tell me I'm a fool, I ain't dropping shit
Woke up with a demon on my side now this is obvious
Once upon a time there was a boy who wanted audience
Hoping they would scream my name on stage without the cockiness
Put me on a race
Tell me who I gotta face
Walk around the town without no money to my name
Tell me what it's like to have to the fans and fame
Time traveller, time traveller
Falling from the future I can see it on my calendar
Dropout out of the year I can not be called no bachelor
Making all these flames I feel like I'm fucking avatar
Take another sip, it might bite you on the lip
Grab my keys and imma dip, had too much I lost my grip
You think I will it slide
I see evil in your eyes
My mind is tangled up and tied
Watch you speak about your lies
I know all about your games
Don't expect me to feel pain
Imma put you all to shame
Fuck your calls I'm in my lane
The demons talking to me they just stay (just stay, just stay)
They tell me now boy just stay in your lane (your lane, your lane)
They wanna see me dance and play their games (their games, their games)
But it's 2 am and I'm creating flames
They tell me now boy just stay in your lane (your lane, your lane)
They wanna see me dance and play their games (their games, their games)
But it's 2 am and I'm creating flames
Now tell me I'm a fool, I ain't dropping shit
Woke up with a demon on my side now this is obvious
Once upon a time there was a boy who wanted audience
Hoping they would scream my name on stage without the cockiness
Put me on a race
Tell me who I gotta face
Walk around the town without no money to my name
Tell me what it's like to have to the fans and fame
Time traveller, time traveller
Falling from the future I can see it on my calendar
Dropout out of the year I can not be called no bachelor
Making all these flames I feel like I'm fucking avatar
Take another sip, it might bite you on the lip
Grab my keys and imma dip, had too much I lost my grip
You think I will it slide
I see evil in your eyes
My mind is tangled up and tied
Watch you speak about your lies
I know all about your games
Don't expect me to feel pain
Imma put you all to shame
Fuck your calls I'm in my lane
The demons talking to me they just stay (just stay, just stay)
They tell me now boy just stay in your lane (your lane, your lane)
They wanna see me dance and play their games (their games, their games)
But it's 2 am and I'm creating flames
Credits
Writer(s): Luke Mark Bate
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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