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Demons Lyrics - Artist : Stunna Gambino
I get lost up in my feelings
I got trust issues so I move around with killers
Bitch I am a vulture don't confuse me for a villain
50 Racks in my Amiris I ain't stressing 'bout no bitches
Nigga, I ain't stressing 'bout no eater
It get hot up in the winter slide with heaters
Bussed down VVs they saying that I'm anemic
Now I'm on TV 'member when they ain't believe us
They ain't believe us nah they ain't believe us
BLE imma die a legend word to Sleazus
S550 I might just speed off
To catch up with my demons

I done been through rainy days I'm from the Jungle
Choppa take his days away no we don't rumble
Bitches steady playing games I ain't no dumbo
You cross me once but not again 'cause now its fuck you
I done seen the realest of the realest turn informant
I done took so many fucking Ls but I ain't forfeit
Made it out them trenches came a long way from that corner
Made my momma proud and turned my Vultures into bosses
I know one nigga from my hood who turn dope fiend
I gotta slow down on these drugs before I OD
I was in the trenches with my gun I was only 14
You can't judge me by my past 'cause you don't know me

I get lost up in my feelings
I got trust issues so I move around with killers
Bitch I am a vulture don't confuse me for a villain
50 Racks in my Amiris I ain't stressing 'bout no bitches
Nigga, I ain't stressing 'bout no eater
It get hot up in the winter slide with heaters
Bussed down VVs they saying that I'm anemic
Now I'm on TV 'member when they ain't believe us
They ain't believe us nah, they ain't believe us
BLE ima die a legend word to Sleazus
S550 I might just speed off
To catch up with my demons

Might just catch up with my angels
I'm heartless baby girl that's what that pain do
I'm exhausted lately I been feeling pain too
We was starving now we sliding in a Range Coupe
Pull up in that ooh nah nah
All black ski mask you won't recognize who shot ya
Watch how you speak on my name before they 2Pac ya
I love my vultures that's on me I gon' shoot 'bout them
I'll go... I'll catch a homicide
I keep it on me I don't wanna see my momma cry
'Cause we done been through hell and back
Now its my time to shine
From serving weed to selling crack that's just the bottom line
Nigga

I get lost up in my feelings
I got trust issues so I move around with killers
Bitch I am a vulture don't confuse me for a villain
50 Racks in my Amiris I ain't stressing 'bout no bitches
Nigga, I ain't stressing 'bout no eater
It get hot up in the winter slide with heaters
Bussed down VVs they saying that I'm anemic
Now I'm on TV 'member when they ain't believe us
They ain't believe us nah they ain't believe us
BLE ima die a legend word to Sleazus
S550 I might just speed off
To catch up with my demons

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