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letra de demon$ - ammi $age

ay, ay, ay
i conversate god with a preacher (uh)
told him i’m falling to pieces (ya)
he asks if i’m talking to jesus (no)
told him i walk with them demons
yeah, ay
told him i walk with them demons
hey, yeah
told him i walk with them-
uh

i conversate god with a preacher (uh)
told him i’m falling to pieces (ya)
he asks if i’m talking to jesus (no)
told him i walk with them demons, (ya)
straight out the pots i was eating
them youngins’ start popping and squeezin’
put your neck to the glock like the reaper
my conscious has said it, i bet in my mind
just to rock with the people
i’m hoping you rot in the precinct
i see a god in the mirror
but i see my blood in the sink
i don’t give a f-ck what you think
for better or worse
cause i promised my boys
i won’t die in the dirt
never be stopping, ’til i’m in the earth
heaven and h-ll i’mma rhyme in a verse
blessings on blessings, i’m thrivin’ a curse (?)
ask for my heart, so i’m hiding it first
smoking on kush, i’ve been flying since birth
don’t be distraut, i’ve been dying to learn
wake up tomorrow still lyin’ in church
shouting at god, he don’t like when i curse
i’m so in love, i made diamonds from dirt
mention the state of my mind in the worst
drowning in sorrows, i’m dying of thirst. (uh)

ay, ay, ay
i conversate god with a preacher (uh)
told ‘im i’m falling to pieces (ya)
he asks if i’m talking to jesus
told him i walk with them demons
yeah, ay
told him i walk with them demons
hey, yeah
told him i walk with them-
uh

now i just talk wit’ a pastor
he told me that god is my master
i told him you good as an actor
my father in the sky, he a b-st-rd
cause he wasn’t there in my weakness
i don’t expect him for strength
my prayers don’t go up to reach him
i’m cotton-mouthed, i need a drink
so, i take me a sip of this water
i know me some hitters, i call ’em
i tell ’em to come to the altar
they gonna be needing it most
ballin, kareemin’, i’m breathin’ in smoke
p-ssy boy dreamin compete with the flow
i don’t be seein’ it, you need to grow
i’mma keep preaching 16’s that i wrote
that’d be equal to teaching you hov
pleading my neck’s gonna meet with the rope
green on my mental, i lean with the soda
brother still whippin it mean in the rolla
shawty you eat but you fiend for the c0ke-a
talk is so cheap, i couldn’t leave with the order
hit up your block, and squeezin’ the cobra
shawty gonna need me, she lean on my shoulder
all for the art, f-ck a beam or a rover
i’m always cheesin’, i’ll grieve when it’s over

- ammi age

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