Demon
Welcome to the middle of nowhere
Where the concrete meets the dirt
And we keep a .45 underneath the shirt
And the neighbors still play with
More meth than Redman
And on more shit than bed pans
God bless, keep ya head up
But I had a better view on a keg stand
Found God in a single wide Traylor
According to my Mama
I'mma a saint and I'm a gift to y'all
And to my Daddy
I'mma a downright failure
Tobacco and Fentynal
The school bell left us all in a AHHH
But these songs met with applause
We would dig for a little
When all hope was lost
It didn't matter what it cost
I be riding down a back road
(Ridin in a 83 Chevy and them tags
Ain't never been good)
My truck sittin' high (So high)
I'm burnin' like tobacco
(Way out in the woods)
My Mama told me I'ma sinner
(Whatcha say?)
And I'm never comin' back
Home
I've been a demon
Ever since my dad gon
Been a dem, been a demon!
I never been right but I got what I need
So everything great
Been a dem, been a demon
Got a roof over my head
Thank God for that food on the plate
Been a demon ever since my dad gon
(On backroads)
Well I found love
In the back of an old Monte Carlo
While we park Sunset
At Bayport on date four
Trying to figure out
What I'mma do with my life
Cause I never learned a trade
Or wanted to play sports
I'm still kinda shocked at the fact
That I made it to this point
Couple rednecks playing my joint
I toured around the world
And I met my girl
I made a little girl
And then I had my boys
You could say it's been a long time
Since I thought back to that Chevy
Where I thought would fix my problems
I still got'em
But I found peace in that
Where the pavement ends
I'm riding
Down down that back road
(In the 83 Chevy
And them tags ain't never been good)
My truck sittin' high (so high)
I'm burnin' like tobacco
(Way out in them woods)
My mama told me I'm a sinner
(What'd you say?)
And I'm never comin' back
Home
I've been a demon
Ever since my dad gon
(Been a dem, been a demon!)
I never been right but I got what I need
So everything great
(Been a dem, been a demon!)
Got a roof still above my head
Thank God for that food on my plate
Been a demon ever since my dad gon
(On backroads)
How we do it, when we do it?
Shorty UWAY
Now we all making bread
In a new way
How we do it, when we do it?
Shorty UWAY
Now we all making bread
In a new way
First beat I freestyled to
Back in 8th grade
The good Lord paved my way
Amen
I was kind of nice too
I mean, I was all right
Where the concrete meets the dirt
And we keep a .45 underneath the shirt
And the neighbors still play with
More meth than Redman
And on more shit than bed pans
God bless, keep ya head up
But I had a better view on a keg stand
Found God in a single wide Traylor
According to my Mama
I'mma a saint and I'm a gift to y'all
And to my Daddy
I'mma a downright failure
Tobacco and Fentynal
The school bell left us all in a AHHH
But these songs met with applause
We would dig for a little
When all hope was lost
It didn't matter what it cost
I be riding down a back road
(Ridin in a 83 Chevy and them tags
Ain't never been good)
My truck sittin' high (So high)
I'm burnin' like tobacco
(Way out in the woods)
My Mama told me I'ma sinner
(Whatcha say?)
And I'm never comin' back
Home
I've been a demon
Ever since my dad gon
Been a dem, been a demon!
I never been right but I got what I need
So everything great
Been a dem, been a demon
Got a roof over my head
Thank God for that food on the plate
Been a demon ever since my dad gon
(On backroads)
Well I found love
In the back of an old Monte Carlo
While we park Sunset
At Bayport on date four
Trying to figure out
What I'mma do with my life
Cause I never learned a trade
Or wanted to play sports
I'm still kinda shocked at the fact
That I made it to this point
Couple rednecks playing my joint
I toured around the world
And I met my girl
I made a little girl
And then I had my boys
You could say it's been a long time
Since I thought back to that Chevy
Where I thought would fix my problems
I still got'em
But I found peace in that
Where the pavement ends
I'm riding
Down down that back road
(In the 83 Chevy
And them tags ain't never been good)
My truck sittin' high (so high)
I'm burnin' like tobacco
(Way out in them woods)
My mama told me I'm a sinner
(What'd you say?)
And I'm never comin' back
Home
I've been a demon
Ever since my dad gon
(Been a dem, been a demon!)
I never been right but I got what I need
So everything great
(Been a dem, been a demon!)
Got a roof still above my head
Thank God for that food on my plate
Been a demon ever since my dad gon
(On backroads)
How we do it, when we do it?
Shorty UWAY
Now we all making bread
In a new way
How we do it, when we do it?
Shorty UWAY
Now we all making bread
In a new way
First beat I freestyled to
Back in 8th grade
The good Lord paved my way
Amen
I was kind of nice too
I mean, I was all right
Credits
Writer(s): Ryan M Fleming
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