| Would you believe in all of my demons
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| Even though you couldn’t see them?
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| Keep it a secret, you know I’m bleedin'
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| Close the door, no one should see this
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| Codeine I’m fiendin', hide in the shadows
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| Shorty, you know that I’m creepin'
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| Give me a reason, shorty
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| Just give me a reason why I keep breathin'
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| Would you believe in all of my demons
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| Even though you couldn’t see them?
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| Keep it a secret, you know I’m bleedin'
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| Close the door, no one should see this
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| Codeine I’m fiendin', hide in the shadows
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| Shorty, you know that I’m creepin'
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| Give me a reason, shorty
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| Just give me a reason why I keep breathin'
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| Give me a reason, ayy
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| Give me a reason, that I should live any more seasons
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| I talk and I come off indecent
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| I’m used to havin' my convos with demons
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| This battle, I’m shoppin' at Niemans
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| Bad lil bitch in the back seat, I’m easin'
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| My way inside of her skirt
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| She on a Perc and a handful of semen
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| Feel like I’m dreamin', feel like I’m dreamin'
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| I doze off, it’s not even evenin'
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| I’m high, way too high to believe it
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| I got a blessin', she tryna receive it
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| Yeah, yeah, she throw me her body
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| I don’t even need it
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| I’m way too focused on money
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| And tryna make sure that my team is eatin'
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| Feelin' vexed sometimes
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| Disappear into this well
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| I’m on X sometimes
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| My ex is tryna smoke a L (bitch)
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| Gettin' high sometimes
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| Tryna 'scape from the lows
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| That shit they don’t even know
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| They see the surface and think that that’s all that I show
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| Would you believe in all of my demons
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| Even though you couldn’t see them?
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| Keep it a secret, you know I’m bleedin'
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| Close the door, no one should see this
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| Codeine I’m fiendin', hide in the shadows
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| Shorty, you know that I’m creepin'
|
| Give me a reason, shorty
|
| Just give me a reason why I keep breathin'
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| Would you believe in all of my demons
|
| Even though you couldn’t see them?
|
| Keep it a secret, you know I’m bleedin'
|
| Close the door, no one should see this
|
| Codeine I’m fiendin', hide in the shadows
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| Shorty, you know that I’m creepin'
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| Give me a reason, shorty
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| Just give me a reason why I keep breathin'
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| Put me inside of your locket, ayy
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| Put me inside your darkest place
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| You know the truth, it’s hard to face
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| I got a blunt and it’s hard to face
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| They say that love like a storm, that girls is hard to chase
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| Ridin' 'round, like we never stopped it
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| Don’t go online, it’s a lot of gossip
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| I read through the lines, you just wanna pop shit
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| Love is a concert, I’m in the mosh pit
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| Don’t do no opp shit, I’m in the eye of the storm
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| I got my eye on her form, I got a nine and a four, both of 'em ask me for more,
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| yeah
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| Places inside of my mind I don’t wanna explore, yeah
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| Most important places are the ones we ignore, yeah |