Devil's Proposal (Interlude Pt. 1)
Noah Layne
Madison boulevard
Back in a Buick car
Sat in Lucifer
Dressed all in black, satin loafers
Promised me that, I'ma be a new star
Noah Layne going hard
Driving the foreign car
Along with the whoring broad
Can't stop thinking bout the things I'ma do to her
Everyday R and R
Someone please catch me, I think that I'm falling hard
God, you detest me, you know I got a fallen heart
You know I got a fallen heart
Yeah
The money, the bitches, the fame and galore
All of my pain and I'm blaming the lord
Hiding my shame, going back and forth
Fucking your dame in a Honda Accord
There's things that you can't do and afford
I want to be adored and labeled important
Satan told me this the only way to afford it
Sell me your soul and I'll give you a tour and
All of your plaques, gonna be diamond
Constantly playing and always rewind him
Turn up to you with all the excitement
In the end you're the one that they're vying
Isn't this what you wanted?
Sell me your soul so you can go flaunt it
Take you away from God just know that I'm on it
And I replied back
There's too many schisms imperialism
We all become slaves to materialism
Too much racism and all the fascism
I'm tired of living in all of these damn prisms
Feel like prison underlining intentions
Hard to tell the truth every time that I listen
Hard to tell the truth every time that I listen
Hard to tell the truth every time that I listen
Lot of us lost, we need to be found
Travel through darkness wearing a crown
Fearing the heartless giving 'em sound
Republican Democrat, I ain't all into that
Clamor calamity all to our families
Media lying but we continue channeling
Thoughts and emotions, eternal damaging
Halting approaches, maternal leveraging
Justice system, been against him
Take his income, yes they know
Oh they know
Oh they know
Oh they know that is not his son
If I die today, this is my message
Never let money control you with leverage
No slip up because of liquor beverage
Remember that your partner is an investment
Never fall in love with the one that let you hit it once
Always look for red flags whenever that you get a hunch
No matter how bad it gets never let your people know
Not a trust thing just don't add pain their soul
And I know
That the devil
Is behind these, little mind games
Coincidental with the timing
So for these reasons, denying proposal
Madison boulevard
Back in a Buick car
Sat in Lucifer
Dressed all in black, satin loafers
Promised me that, I'ma be a new star
Noah Layne going hard
Driving the foreign car
Along with the whoring broad
Can't stop thinking bout the things I'ma do to her
Everyday R and R
Someone please catch me, I think that I'm falling hard
God, you detest me, you know I got a fallen heart
You know I got a fallen heart
Yeah
The money, the bitches, the fame and galore
All of my pain and I'm blaming the lord
Hiding my shame, going back and forth
Fucking your dame in a Honda Accord
There's things that you can't do and afford
I want to be adored and labeled important
Satan told me this the only way to afford it
Sell me your soul and I'll give you a tour and
All of your plaques, gonna be diamond
Constantly playing and always rewind him
Turn up to you with all the excitement
In the end you're the one that they're vying
Isn't this what you wanted?
Sell me your soul so you can go flaunt it
Take you away from God just know that I'm on it
And I replied back
There's too many schisms imperialism
We all become slaves to materialism
Too much racism and all the fascism
I'm tired of living in all of these damn prisms
Feel like prison underlining intentions
Hard to tell the truth every time that I listen
Hard to tell the truth every time that I listen
Hard to tell the truth every time that I listen
Lot of us lost, we need to be found
Travel through darkness wearing a crown
Fearing the heartless giving 'em sound
Republican Democrat, I ain't all into that
Clamor calamity all to our families
Media lying but we continue channeling
Thoughts and emotions, eternal damaging
Halting approaches, maternal leveraging
Justice system, been against him
Take his income, yes they know
Oh they know
Oh they know
Oh they know that is not his son
If I die today, this is my message
Never let money control you with leverage
No slip up because of liquor beverage
Remember that your partner is an investment
Never fall in love with the one that let you hit it once
Always look for red flags whenever that you get a hunch
No matter how bad it gets never let your people know
Not a trust thing just don't add pain their soul
And I know
That the devil
Is behind these, little mind games
Coincidental with the timing
So for these reasons, denying proposal
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Writer(s): Noah Phillips
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