Frank Ocean

"Little Demon"

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[Intro: Frank Ocean]
Do He got-do He got a vision for my
Living on the fringes, Hendrix sh*t
Do we got a vision for my
Do He got a-
Do we got a-do we got a-do we got a-do we got a
Do He got a vision for my-
Me, I'm fresh as Hendrix sh*t
Bleach blonde, Lennox sh*t
Hot boy, British sh*t
Do we got vision for my-do we got vision for my

[Verse 1: Frank Ocean]
Living on the fringes, Hendrix sh*t
Bleach blonde Lennox sh*t
Hot boy, British sh*t
Top Boy, British sh*t
Found the wrong kid
Gotta calm the kid, yeah
From Congea to orange via my orange sh*t

[Chorus 1: Frank Ocean]
Little demon on my shoulder, that's dependent on my mind
Somebody pray for my opponents, got this vengeance on my mind
Is God workin' on it, do He got a vision for my life?
Do He got a vision for my life?
Do He got a vision for my-

[Verse 2: Frank Ocean]
Young boy, greed comes, not forty but sh*t
Lil' n*ggas just got some money and sh*t
Got a whole plate, can't stomach this sh*t
None of this sh*t, damn
Like I'm pourin' the clip
If you turn off the mix
All my fantasies is f*cked up, you can hear their screams

[Chorus 2: Frank Ocean]
Little demon on my shoulder, that's dependin' on my mind
Somebody pray, I gotta pray, I got these visions in my mind
Attempted murder charges still attempted, tryna attempt, tryna attempt
Attempted murder charges still attempted, tryna kill

[Verse 3: Frank Ocean]
Cocaine, took several father figures out of mind
Attempted murder charges still attempted, tryna kill a guy
Ego not your migo, worst decisions made for sake of pride
Splits, Van Damme, fifty-fifty chance I let sh*t sli-

[Break: Frank Ocean]
[?] lyin', had to tap her, I could see for twenty miles out
[?] knows the Glock still cut the cold in July-hot
Six hour [?] ticket, whop 'em with the side stick
Once this always fry up you the ones you gotta mind
n*gga, I'm standing right here but I pretend like I don't hear them

[Verse 2: Skepta]
Yeah
Piece of paper in my mouth, let my demons out to play
Then I buried 'em in the dirt
'Cause they was standin' in my way
I wasn't welcome in the church
Someone that Jesus couldn't save
I'm the real livin' evil, I speak on the devil’s name

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