Dance Wit the Devil

Suicide thoughts, regrets, depression, talkin bout dance wit the devil
I'm strapped wit a Glock and I got me a Bible, he takin yo soul if you let em
Im tryna run, I'm tryna hide, gettin away from a demon
But I kant shake the pressure, nigga im a devil semen
Deep in pain (Yea)
I know I need to just chill
But I'm zoned out, deep in my head
Maybe I'll just pop some pills
Tryna think wat I did
Kuz I been trippin for real
And it is wat it is
They don't give a fuck how I feel

Promotin my pain, corrupted my head and takin some losses
I'm goin insane
Speak on my problems and you know that I'm keepin it real
Feedin off pain, you'n know wat I feel
Escapin my pain (Yea)
Pop a perk and it gimme a thrill (Yea) (Uh)

You speak on it too
Say that you here and you down for the ride
But you do wat they do
You left me alone, yea I was down on my dick
Tellin me lies, why they tellin me shit
Despite all the pain (Yea)
You know I still love that bitch (Yea) (Uh)
I know you gone fold
You speak on my name wen I'm not around, ain't no tellin wat secrets you told

But ion even care (Yea)

You speak on my name
You and yo friends, they fans BITCH
You keep bringin the fame

Suicide thoughts, regrets, depression, talkin bout dance wit the devil
I'm strapped wit a Glock and I got me a Bible, he takin yo soul if you let em
Im tryna run, I'm tryna hide, gettin away from a demon
But I kant shake the pressure, nigga im a devil semen
Deep in pain (Yea)
I know I need to just chill
But I'm zoned out, deep in my head
Maybe I'll just pop some pills
Tryna think wat I did
Kuz I been trippin for real
And it is wat it is
They don't give a fuck how I feel



Credits
Writer(s): Lil Gue
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