De’mon

Ive been ducking from my Demons, uh
Fucking with me what the reason, uh
These bitches all up in my Dm, aint get the message
Bitch im sorry i cant kick it with you i cant play no tekken
You can catch me in this demon
Drive it fast hit the dash in a demon
Say when she see me she gone fuck me like a demon
Eat it for breakfast
Im stone cold steve austin i should be from texas
I think im the one they want for real
Swear to god i put it on for real
No magneto them boys holding steel
They tried to box a nigga in like i was Holyfield
These niggas know the deal
Theses niggas known to kill
They say the streets just like construction niggas known to drill
Conversations with my demons be alone for real
I asked the lord can you help me can you hold me still
This world getting cold fr, so im in a new coupe
Inside cullinan same color su whoop
Whip just like shock collars, it dont got no roof
Broke nigga dont got dollars, he aint got no proof
Trynna have all wins no lose bitch we balling like we hoop
Bitch we ball like its the NBA
And thats anywhere & thats anyday
How the fuck and nigga lying to my face
If a nigga crooked we gone get him straight
Like a nigga line we gone get him straight
You wont with a nigga you was in the way
We gone cut him off like a nigga fade
Demons, uh
Fucking with me what the reason, uh
These bitches all up in my Dm, aint get the message
Bitch im sorry i cant kick it with you i cant play no tekken
You can catch me in this demon
Drive it fast hit the dash in a demon
Say when she see me she gone fuck me like a demon
Eat it for breakfast
Im stone cold steve austin i should be from texas
Bitch im from the 919
Niggas hating, Do that all the time
This shit like skating i be on my grind
This shit get shady but i know i'll shine
Just keep it Real when you know you got shit on the line
Nigga you a peon, in my prime but i aint deon
Whole city should know what we on
How they making list, all this completion ion see nun
You niggas better be running, the take over's begun
No guard no holding me
I was down had holy T's
Any room they gone notice me
Know he cold like 4 degrees
Mm, uh, yeah
Know he cold like 4 degrees, balling like a nigga in the league
Bitch we ball like its the NBA
And thats anywhere & thats anyday
How the fuck and nigga lying to my face
If a nigga crooked we gone get him straight
Like a nigga line we gone get him straight
You wont with a nigga you was in the way
We gone cut him off like a nigga fade
Demons, uh
Fucking with me what the reason, uh
These bitches all up in my Dm, aint get the message
Bitch im sorry i cant kick it with you i cant play no tekken
You can catch me in this demon
Drive it fast hit the dash in a demon
Say when she see me she gone fuck me like a demon
Eat it for breakfast
Im stone cold steve austin i should be from texas



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Writer(s): Dajee Johnson
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