Demon by Mg the realest Lyrics
Hardest decision the butterfly or suicide how I open the door?
Niggas be thinking they too fly, till I reply and I leave em on floor
Whipping and gripping I'm too alive, skirted off hit the pedal and go
Take in the smoke, watching you choke
Niggas be thinking this life is a joke
Till I pull up and go, cock it and whoa
Taking a hit off the Wray and bud
Niggas don't know bout the days in the mud
Getting no love, now I pull up I get what I want
Now I pull up I'm killing the song
Ain't nobody putting us on
Mahro he killing the song
Bitches they think I'm the one
Think I'm the one like neo and dem
Ain't popping no pill keep the blue and red
Pussy my passion don't need nothing else
Fuck it I lied I need plenty a head
Plenty a head and plenty of rest
Step in the booth and I put you to rest
Part 2
Like the 10 plagues of Egypt only good blood can save me
Only good music move me, lord forgive the ye in my movement
Lord forgive the ways that I'll never change and all the days that I stayed away
And all the nights that I'll probably say
Fuck this shit I'm dying anyways
So pour me up another cup of Wray
And tell that girl to look my way
Cuz I'm tryna see what she tryna do
Thinking white dresses and I dos
I do, I think, I might need a moment please
I thought this come with ease
But guess not so we'll see
Someone told me I would lose (X2)
Niggas be thinking they too fly, till I reply and I leave em on floor
Whipping and gripping I'm too alive, skirted off hit the pedal and go
Take in the smoke, watching you choke
Niggas be thinking this life is a joke
Till I pull up and go, cock it and whoa
Taking a hit off the Wray and bud
Niggas don't know bout the days in the mud
Getting no love, now I pull up I get what I want
Now I pull up I'm killing the song
Ain't nobody putting us on
Mahro he killing the song
Bitches they think I'm the one
Think I'm the one like neo and dem
Ain't popping no pill keep the blue and red
Pussy my passion don't need nothing else
Fuck it I lied I need plenty a head
Plenty a head and plenty of rest
Step in the booth and I put you to rest
Part 2
Like the 10 plagues of Egypt only good blood can save me
Only good music move me, lord forgive the ye in my movement
Lord forgive the ways that I'll never change and all the days that I stayed away
And all the nights that I'll probably say
Fuck this shit I'm dying anyways
So pour me up another cup of Wray
And tell that girl to look my way
Cuz I'm tryna see what she tryna do
Thinking white dresses and I dos
I do, I think, I might need a moment please
I thought this come with ease
But guess not so we'll see
Someone told me I would lose (X2)