Aye, tell me, baby, have you ever seen a demon?
Got you screaming
Cruising in that foreign, dripping red like it's bleeding
Spanish bitch up on me and she tatted like she Lita
Ride me like a Harley or your favorite two-seater
Drop my life up on the ground like, fuck it, I don't need it
Drop my life up on the ground like, fuck it, I don't need it
Tell me, baby, have you ever seen a fucking demon?
Got you screaming
Cruising in that rare
Okay, like spit, water, choke, bitch, my life right here a joke
Wake up, no confidence, obviously, you know me though
Feel the last tape was harder, why we out searching for Nirvana, uh?
Dying for conscious, stop it, what, you be in debt with no problem, mm
Stars in the sky, they aligning, yeah, my demons been my problems
Bitch, I'm eight Backwoods to the head
Think we drown inside reality, agony
Had me different, begged to differ
Hold up, like, diamonds can't make me smile
But, yeah, that young nigga still got that
Still I tried, feeling vibrant
I was passed by, now, fuck, I'm nauseous
Got the weight of the world on my fucking back
That's a fact for problems and commas
Bitch, I can't solve it, they get face fucked
Nail in the coffin, nigga
Get off me 'cause I had enough, drown in my sorrow until tomorrow
Aye, tell me, baby, have you ever seen a demon?
Got you screaming
Cruising in that foreign, dripping red like it's bleeding
Spanish bitch up on me and she tatted like she Lita
Ride me like a Harley or your favorite two-seater
Drop my life up on the ground like, fuck it, I don't need it
Drop my life up on the ground like, fuck it, I don't need it
Tell me, baby, have you ever seen a fucking demon?
Uh, got you screaming
Writer(s): Christian Garcia, Isaiah Rivera, Dennis Cordoba
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