Demons

Lyrics

[Intro] Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, that probably Tago Just let 'em know if they playin' with you, then they playin' with me [Chorus] Demons in the room talking to me like they been knew me I don't give a damn what they do long as they free [?] Big homie daddy used to ride around with Act', we coulda shot a movie Ain't no way around, I still'll get him touched, we got the cooties New Wock', more Wock' (More Wock') More bodies, more bodies (More bodies) More red, more rum (Red rum) We don't care if they hiding Just let 'em know if they playin' with you, then they playin' with me (They playin' with me too) [?] for some money and now he was playin' for free I'm the one she get a ring if I call, then I give her hand to me Fuck them hoes on bars, when I shot the deuce, I gave 'em a Xan' a piece [Verse] I wasn't gon' shoot the dude but I gave a Xan' a piece Kill a nigga and pay the lawyer to handle it like [?] When it's smoke, it's up that period, we gon' make him bleed Your ho, make her pull up on her period 'cause I'm off [?] [?] man, he be riding 'round with 223s Hangin' out the car, all I seen was him slumped, his mama gon' hate me Now you wanna travel, but back then, you was tryna shake me No front, better know I love you if I let you sit behind me On the way to him, thinking 'bout [?] gon' hit him in the chest Enemies say he might have on a vest Opps say we gettin' on they nerves Hoppin' on them tracks, let 'em rest in peace Runnin' out of tears, Usain Bolt dissapear What if I fall over? Would they understand? Check doing [?] if it's a hundred, we got signed [?] look in the sky, know she still wanna see her son again Say you wouldn't love me, why you be tryin' to hide me? By the ho and she told me keep the same energy, she don't know my mood is Kyrie (Irving) Been tryna take your baby boy like my middle name was Tyrese Them lil' runts around me, I call 'em nephews, they sisters are not my niece I know lil' fiend wouldn't be me even if he was NBA Try to slow the time, I'm pourin' fours up in a Minute Maid Thought I had a real one in my lineup but my feelings fake Now I don't feel the same way 'bout you how I used to I know you gon' try to give that pussy to my mans When I walk past you, don't speak to you I hold you tight, you used to tell me how your daddy used to beat on you Told you my story how I used to starve, so you had let a nigga eat on you [?] want a fish, 'cause we was praying that we see food [Chorus] Demons in the room talking to me like they been knew me I don't give a damn what they do long as they free [?] Big homie daddy used to ride around with Act', we coulda shot a movie Ain't no way around, I still'll get him touched, we got the cooties New Wock', more Wock' (More Wock') More bodies, more bodies (More bodies) More red, more rum (Red rum) We don't care if they hiding Just let 'em know if they playin' with you, then they playin' with me (They playin' with me too) [?] for some money and now he was playin' for free I'm the one she get a ring if I call, then I give her hand to me Fuck them hoes on bars, when I shot the deuce, I gave 'em a Xan' a piece [Outro] I wasn't gon' shoot the dude but I gave a Xan' a piece Know they playin' with you, then know they playin' with me