Persephone
If that girl Persephone then I'm Hades himself
If you really think you bout it homie send to Hell
If you really think I killed it homie send me to jail
If I ever let you down I'm sorry that I fail
If that girl Persephone then I'm satan himself
If you really think you bout it homie send to Hell
Said that she gon try and save me I don't think she will
I'm the wish that was forgotten at the bottom of a well
I ain't really living man I'm just a ghost in a shell
I keep Gas on deck like I'm working for Shell
Get a pack in the mail addressed to M-E me
From my homie locked up damn I wish he free
Damn I wish you wit me, I start to slur my speech
But you changing your appearance like how fall change leaves
Got them mixed personalities, girl why you got it out for me
Fuck everything I wanna be, the sight of you gon get to me
Buy you all exquisite things, you act like it's a mystery
Tryna spare of my feelings think you sparing me the misery
Pretty fucking low to me now we both lonely
Don't know where the fuck I'm going somewhere good is what I'm hoping
I stay optimistic, I stay looking ahead
I stay looking at the loaded pistol at my head
If it wasn't for you well then I'd prolly be dead
But we both cant take back all the things we said
She a ride or die but she my hard times
She a hard truth but she a white lie
She so full of life but she chalk lines
Murder on site, how much heart died
She a ride or die but she my hard times
She a hard truth but she a white lie
She a quick love but she a long fight
Shes everything wrong with me and what's right
If that girl Persephone then I'm Hades himself
If you really think you bout it homie send to Hell
If you really think I killed it homie send me to jail
If I ever let you down I'm sorry that I fail
If that girl Persephone then I'm satan himself
If you really think you bout it homie send to Hell
Said that she gon try and save me I don't think she will
I'm the wish that was forgotten at the bottom of a well
She the reason I don't get close to nobody else
When I misread the signs and I thought it was something else
All the feelings that I have I put em back on the shelf
Write something else heartfelt, like it make chocolate melt
Like it make roses welp, I do this by myself
So what you never really knew this was a cry for help
So I tell myself much to my dissatisfaction
That shit like this gon happen but I swear I cant stand it
Hopeless romantic, I said sorry I recanted
But I keep on thinking bout it, do she love me shit I doubt it
I been sipping coke and Crown and smoke weed up all by the pound
I'm persistent yet so vicious malicious in my position
I don't shoot my shot unless I point at you
If we never had a thing did I really even lose
I'm a killer on the loose straight crippin like blues clues
Memories I have of you, how many of them true?
She a ride or die but she my hard times
She a hard truth but she a white lie
She so full of life but she chalk lines
Murder on site, how much heart died
She a ride or die but she my hard times
She a hard truth but she a white lie
She a quick love but she a long fight
Shes everything wrong with me and what's right
If that girl Persephone then I'm Hades himself
If you really think you bout it homie send to Hell
If you really think I killed it homie send me to jail
If I ever let you down I'm sorry that I fail
If that girl Persephone then I'm satan himself
If you really think you bout it homie send to Hell
Said that she gon try and save me I don't think she will
I'm the wish that was forgotten at the bottom of a well
If you really think you bout it homie send to Hell
If you really think I killed it homie send me to jail
If I ever let you down I'm sorry that I fail
If that girl Persephone then I'm satan himself
If you really think you bout it homie send to Hell
Said that she gon try and save me I don't think she will
I'm the wish that was forgotten at the bottom of a well
I ain't really living man I'm just a ghost in a shell
I keep Gas on deck like I'm working for Shell
Get a pack in the mail addressed to M-E me
From my homie locked up damn I wish he free
Damn I wish you wit me, I start to slur my speech
But you changing your appearance like how fall change leaves
Got them mixed personalities, girl why you got it out for me
Fuck everything I wanna be, the sight of you gon get to me
Buy you all exquisite things, you act like it's a mystery
Tryna spare of my feelings think you sparing me the misery
Pretty fucking low to me now we both lonely
Don't know where the fuck I'm going somewhere good is what I'm hoping
I stay optimistic, I stay looking ahead
I stay looking at the loaded pistol at my head
If it wasn't for you well then I'd prolly be dead
But we both cant take back all the things we said
She a ride or die but she my hard times
She a hard truth but she a white lie
She so full of life but she chalk lines
Murder on site, how much heart died
She a ride or die but she my hard times
She a hard truth but she a white lie
She a quick love but she a long fight
Shes everything wrong with me and what's right
If that girl Persephone then I'm Hades himself
If you really think you bout it homie send to Hell
If you really think I killed it homie send me to jail
If I ever let you down I'm sorry that I fail
If that girl Persephone then I'm satan himself
If you really think you bout it homie send to Hell
Said that she gon try and save me I don't think she will
I'm the wish that was forgotten at the bottom of a well
She the reason I don't get close to nobody else
When I misread the signs and I thought it was something else
All the feelings that I have I put em back on the shelf
Write something else heartfelt, like it make chocolate melt
Like it make roses welp, I do this by myself
So what you never really knew this was a cry for help
So I tell myself much to my dissatisfaction
That shit like this gon happen but I swear I cant stand it
Hopeless romantic, I said sorry I recanted
But I keep on thinking bout it, do she love me shit I doubt it
I been sipping coke and Crown and smoke weed up all by the pound
I'm persistent yet so vicious malicious in my position
I don't shoot my shot unless I point at you
If we never had a thing did I really even lose
I'm a killer on the loose straight crippin like blues clues
Memories I have of you, how many of them true?
She a ride or die but she my hard times
She a hard truth but she a white lie
She so full of life but she chalk lines
Murder on site, how much heart died
She a ride or die but she my hard times
She a hard truth but she a white lie
She a quick love but she a long fight
Shes everything wrong with me and what's right
If that girl Persephone then I'm Hades himself
If you really think you bout it homie send to Hell
If you really think I killed it homie send me to jail
If I ever let you down I'm sorry that I fail
If that girl Persephone then I'm satan himself
If you really think you bout it homie send to Hell
Said that she gon try and save me I don't think she will
I'm the wish that was forgotten at the bottom of a well
Credits
Writer(s): Luis Peña
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