god,
Ronnie
The dev il in my phone, wanna talk
But I'm not really up for conversations
I can't have my cake, can't eat it too
I just gotta make a reservation
Chillin' in my head, but it's hot
Flames everywhere,
I see Satan Demons tryna run up in my spot, a lot
Really, really runnin' out of patience
Timing, timing, timing
All about timing, timing, timing
Sit back in my chair, relaxin' and reclinin'
He has not a care in the world,
now I'm lyin'
Takin' all these mans to the face,
get me flyin'
Takin' all these mans to the face,
get me dyin'
Smoke to my mind, fryin'
Eyes red, high and cryin'
None the pain while Oxy and Dior,
yeah, pricey
Juice like Tupac Shakur, no ice tea
Givenchy, Louis V, double V, icy
Wedding ring, better things,
better have wifey
Only things, not me, me,
from this hard life
The devil in my phone, he wanna talk
But I'm not really up for conversations
I can't have my cake, can't eat it too
I just gotta make a reservation
Chillin' in my head, but it's hot
Flames everywhere,
I see Satan Demons try to run up in my spot, a lot
Really, really runnin' out of patience
I'm waitin', waitin', waitin'
Sittin' up, waitin', waitin',
waitin'
Contemplatin' my heart racin'
Feels like I'ma die every
second of the day
So I gotta get high
Ain't no comin' down,
ain't no comin' down, why?
My anxiety bring me down,
that's the fuckin' downside
It's like every time I ball,
I just end up offside
This light of mine goes dim tonight
Will I be alright?
Let me guess, no answer, right?
The devil in my phone, he wanna talk
But I'm not really up for conversations
I can't have my cake, can't eat it too
I just gotta make a reservation
Chillin' in my head, but it's hot
Flames everywhere, I see Satan
Demons tryna run up in my spot,