D3mons
I stopped running from my demons and I started making friends with mines
No, I cannot trust ya if you cannot look me in my eyes
If it's bout some BS, do not hit my line
Only elevation, what I'm giving time
Had to heal myself, baby
I was traumatized. If you knew just what I've been through
It would blow your mind. I be on this paper chase
These children on my mind. If you love me, show me then
Not in to lullabies
This that self-love, protect your peace. God do exist
No matter what you going through, be there for them kids
Why I chase the money, I can never chase a bitch
Not talking bout a woman, gotta know the difference
It's a crazy world we living in
Everybody want the power and that word, to 50 cent
Tell me why I'm hated by so many, many, many men
Why everyone I gave my heart to broke it in the end
I don't know
Only want the Benjamins
Money is the root of evil, gotta pay the rent
They laughed when I was down. Ooh, now I'm up again
Bitch
I stopped running from my demons and I started making friends with mines
No, I cannot trust you if you cannot look me in my eyes
If it's bout some BS
Do not hit my line
Only elevation, what I'm giving time
Had to heal myself, baby
I was traumatized, if you knew just what I've been through
It would blow your mind, I'd be on this paper chase
These children on my mind, if you love me show me
Not in to lullabies
No, I'm not a gymnast, but that paper make it flip
One thing about it, I don't run my fucking lips
Two things about it, I don't owe nobody shit
Three things about it, I ran out of fucks to give
Now like Buffalo, I'm all about them bills
Don't make me start acting backwards just to fucking live
That is evil if you catch the drift
Money blue like crips
Circles small like ants, cuss loose lips
Yeah, that shit sink ships
They was sleeping on me like some quilts
Time to wake em up
No, I would never ever quit, cause I'm built ford tough
Bout to score a fucking touchdown, ready set, huh
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Bitch, i stopped running from my demons and I started making friends with mines
No, I cannot trust ya if you cannot look me in my eyes
If it's bout some BS
Do not hit my line, only elevation
What I'm giving time, had to heal myself baby
I was traumatized, if you knew just what I've been through
It would blow your mind, I be on this paper chase
These children know my mask, if you love me show me
Not in to lullabies
