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
f*ck 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 n*gga 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 pus*y 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 n*gga 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
f*ck 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