Me and the Devil Lyrics

My girl left me I don't give a shit

That's a lie I want to die for all the love that I couldn't give

If you don't get it by now I doubt you ever will

I'm just pouring whiskey in the holes you could never fill

So fall in love off a one night stand

I keep a 45 sleeping on my one night stand

Just in case I gotta kill the ghost that's been haunting me

I got an empty bed full of memories that never fall asleep

That's the pillow case I couldn't solve

Jumped off the roof snapped my neck got up and I shook it off

Push the rock like a running back run it back

Bitch I hope they never put Portland on the fucking map

I ain't saying nothing like when you pray to god

We can just agree that this was all my fault Stella

I find a better woman work me until there's no me

I know her bedroom ceiling better than she knows me

No one knows me I'm just waiting on my wake

The 1911 is going to ghost you like a tinder date

Never text back leave them on read

Born dead with the Devil's digits scribbled on my forehead

I paint the city on my hoodie in graffiti

Then I zip it up until I disappear completely

I never had a good day or a good night

Bet if I could find a good vein then it's goodbye

The straight right leave your smile toothless

Trying to ride a unicycle shooters with the rifle longer than a pool stick

Suicidal two hits move zips inside a bible riding route six my saliva is the truth bitch

Blue lips I'm just seeing if this noose fits

I ate too many drugs when I was young and now I'm kind of stupid

I don't give two shits if I move units

I'd rather smoke loosies outside with the losers

King of the blues shit booth sips ruthless

Have the 45 singing to you like a blues lick

I never die like the Goonies my time's up

Even when I change the rhyme up I don't change the rhyme up

It's classic Dust until they grab me and the casket shut

Even then I'll probably still be rapping acting up

I bounced a decade you rappers still ain't catching up

I have you wrapped in plastic in the back of Brilly's Challenger

I count the caliber I'm about to blow my brains with

Fuck a label I'm trying to sign with Satan

No player hating I just hate playing

Naysaying kill them all bitch I don't ever play favorites

Like a raver how the K spraying

Lately I've been feeling like a ghost spray painted on the pavement

Thoughts in my head just toss me in a box when I'm dead

And I'll wake up beside my mamma's hospital bed singing