Demons Lyrics

I can't trust a soul I be out the way

When life give me lemons, I make lemonade

My new bitch so bad she like to misbehave

I probably tell you I'm alright but I ain't been okay

Lately I been fighting demons

Pull up in that hell cat

Lil baby this no demon

I go get the check

& Spend dem bands up in Neiman's

Pull up with them mop sticks

But we ain't on no cleaning

I'm riding with my niggas weather right or wrong

I'm Quick to let that Choppa blow like a saxophone

I keep a Double cup my pain up in this styrofoam

Christian Dior got me fly like a carry on

Chanel runners on but I ain't doing no running

The way I Pull up with them sticks you think I know drumming

All that flexing with them guns

& Yeen ain't on nothing

I dare a nigga play with me you won't know how I'm coming

Yeah It's long live lex we forever Hustling

I don't play no games with these niggas this ain't Dave and busters

Naw I can't trust nobody my heart frozen custard

I put Exotic in this wood & I Let it burn like usher

I been running up a check in some Balenciaga

I'm just trying to do it Big like Christopher Wallace

Only time I'm at the bank is to make a deposit

I wear my heart up on my sleeve, so I chrome heart it

I can't trust a soul I be out the way

When life give me lemons, I make lemonade

My new bitch so bad she like to misbehave

I probably tell you I'm alright but I ain't been okay

Lately I been fighting demons

Pull up in that hell cat

Lil baby this no demon

I go get the check

& Spend dem bands up in Neiman's

Pull up with them mop sticks

But we ain't on no cleaning

I be in Amiri at the sanctuary

You's a pussy nigga I'm a pop your cherry

I got all this ice and cream like I'm Ben & jerry

You know I don't fuck with lames they be very scary

Yeah I pull up in that foreign

Players on live once so I rock Ralph Lauren

Playing with sum keys you would think I'm on an organ

If Yeen ain't talking money I don't hear you it's unimportant

I'm blind to the haters all I see is cash

If you playing with my cash then your ass is grass

Saks fifth splurging I be in my bag

I been going thru the motions you don't know the half

I can't trust a soul I be out the way

When life give me lemons, I make lemonade

My new bitch so bad she like to misbehave

I probably tell you I'm alright but I ain't been okay

Lately I been fighting demons

Pull up in that hell cat

Lil baby this no demon

I go get the check

& Spend dem bands up in Neiman's

Pull up with them mop sticks

But we ain't on no cleaning