Omito Beats - Demons lyrics

[Hook] These demons are calling me These demons are calling me, yeah they calling me These n***as are calling me Telling me "What is worth more to you, life or a dollar tree?" These demons are calling me These demons are calling me, yeah they calling me These n***as are calling me Telling me "What is worth more to you, life or a dollar tree?" [Verse 1: Young Social] I been up 36 days, then I went 56 nights I gotta grind for the music if I ever want to get that private flight But drama can get in the way, and often I get writer's block Distracted by ditching my cla**es And caught up with b**hes who all on my co*k Drowning my sorrows with Tec on the rocks Trying to make millions on every block The devil is trying to capture my soul And he might just get it cause he got what I want Not religious but I'm f**ing with Lucy Just for the fame I'll go dumb, I'll go goofy Betrayed by the universe, heart is so cold So it's not hesitation when selling my soul [Hook] These demons are calling me These demons are calling me, yeah they calling me These n***as are calling me Telling me "What is worth more to you, life or a dollar tree?" These demons are calling me These demons are calling me, yeah they calling me These n***as are calling me Telling me "What is worth more to you, life or a dollar tree?" [Verse 2: MaxxJamez] These demons they got me on speed dial These hoes got me in denial Police want to take me to the trial These demons be calling me Ain't no one stopping me Got all my clothes from the local store b**h you know I f** with Dollar Tree 300K on my wrist, 300K on my b**h Demons be calling me money maker Boy you know that I'm rich I am not stacking I am not rapping I just took some presents Boy I gave them to your sister I'm trapping [Verse 3: Young Social] You ain't talking sh** until you popping n***a When we pull up we be having bodies dropping n***a When we pull up we got b**hes, sloppy toppy n***a Paraphernalia, the 12'll never stop me n***a I'm going in for the k** n***a, La Roux She bouncing till she f**ing cream n***a, fondue Pull up to Washington, show me what the jawn do Deer boots, you can call them b**hes fawn shoes Gotta give a shoutout to my haters though My swag got 'em red hot like tomatoes, bro My hoes dimes, they b**h look like a potato though When you look at the barrel there's a potato, bro Shoutout to the ex, you's the realest Made me realize I'm a motherf**ing villain Got a p**y puckering like s**ing on a lemon Run the game 24 seasons, Roger Clemens [Hook] These demons are calling me These demons are calling me, yeah they calling me These n***as are calling me Telling me "What is worth more to you, life or a dollar tree?" These demons are calling me These demons are calling me, yeah they calling me These n***as are calling me Telling me "What is worth more to you, life or a dollar tree?"