Demons Lyrics - Dave East

I can give a fuck about a blog list 

I'm reading gun magazines looking for a cartridge 

Winchester special edition, leave niggas nauseous 

Riding in a Crown Vic I picked up from the auction 

Presidents in my pockets, these niggas all dead 

I'm in a Spider the same color as cornbread 

She ain't fucking with the help but gave the boss head 

And most my niggas is crip but I want the Porsche red 

Yankee stadium, hustled around the corner 

Jumping on the Bruckner backwoods and marijuana 

Whole block sweating it's feeling just like a sauna 

I can't predict the future but bet I fuck up some commas 

How it feel to be respected in the projects 

Chinese and some Kennedy fried, that's all I digest 

Can't just get it, be patient cause it's a process 

These niggas don't care about living long as they die fresh 

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Avoiding the priests and ducking my demons 

Some say I'm conceded, act like I need 'em 

Praying five times a day to clean my sins up 

Knowing I'm just tryna pull that Benz up 

Avoiding the priests and ducking my demons 

Some say I'm conceded, act like I need 'em 

Praying five times a day to clean my sins up 

Knowing I'm just tryna pull that Benz up 

I know it's hard to shine, that's why they hate a star 

Dirty face and towel, shaking yola in a mason jar 

You think you riding, I got some youngins that'll take your car 

Break your legs then fuck the bitch that'll break your heart 

Fuck the 23rd, 25th, and the 14th 

NYPD try to put pressure to make us all sing 

But me, I can't harmonize, I don't know no melodies 

I know about felonies, delinquents full of jealousy 

Used to have that dog food and I ain't talking Pedigree 

Bully told me he on tour with Trigger, shit is heavenly 

I'm still in the junkie house, I promise in a month I'm out 

Phone clicking all this chicken got me in your hunny mouth 

Crashed up my first whip, they say I took the dummy route 

My man took some pills to Virginia, he tryna run the south 

Back to the city, it's gritty niggas is dumbing out 

Cops giving out shots, no longer giving summons out 

Clear the summer out 

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Avoiding the priests and ducking my demons 

Some say I'm conceded, act like I need 'em 

Praying five times a day to clean my sins up 

Knowing I'm just tryna pull that Benz up 

Avoiding the priests and ducking my demons 

Some say I'm conceded, act like I need 'em 

Praying five times a day to clean my sins up 

Knowing I'm just tryna pull that Benz up 

Please forgive us, we all just want to correct our wrongs. Right?