Demons

I smoked away my brain I think I'm going dumb

Coc*ine up on my gums I think they're going numb

I'm having stomach pains now I'm throwing up

Cause I'm a microphone fiend

Give me the bass give me the beat and let me lean

Tap the vein let it stream feel the pain

Young Martin Luther King with a dream

That one day that my team

We can make it with this rapping

Now we swagging making money in Manhattan

Straight what's happening

They try to intellect with indirection just to test you

A rebel until my death it's in my flesh it's in my vessels

F**k the clique you with

I'm finna f**k the b**ch you next to

F**k a metrosexual suck a dick I'm disrespectful

You know the kid get it

Get-get sick spit clip spit quick split sh*t hit gets women

Oh that's your girl huh Well I just hit it

It's A$AP ni**a live with it

Demons posted all around me

I can't beat 'em all alone

These demon thoughts they start to drown me

Lord don't leave me all alone

Demons posted all around me

I can't beat 'em all alone

These demon thoughts they start to drown me

Lord don't leave me all alone

Aw-yeah

Aw-yeah

Let the beat chill

Aw-yeah

Aw-yeah

Let the beat chill

Aw-yeah

Aw-yeah

Let the beat chill

Hipster by heart but I can tell you how the streets feel

Demons posted all around me

I can't beat 'em all alone

These demon thoughts they start to drown me

Lord don't leave me all alone

Demons posted all around me

I can't beat 'em all alone

These demon thoughts they start to drown me

Lord don't leave me all alone