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letra de dealing wit my demons - farlin ave

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[intro: farlin ave]

yeah, farlin, uhn – all my life i been different. f-ck trying to fit in with ya. ya’ll was looking through the small lens. i was looking at the big picture

[verse 1: farlin ave]

sometimes i be getting emotional – really no feelings behind it guess i be trying to be normal cause all of the sh-t i be holding inside me
waking up in cold sweats. why the f-ck am i in prison? killed a n-gg- for my respect. poke like 20 sum holes in ‘em

drinking beer like an animal. heineken. heineken. heineken
tramadol got my body numb. warning label mixed with alcohol
i’m just suppressing the pain. the money come after the fame
moving fast, then i switch paces. thoroughbreds boy i win races

young m.a. you my motivator. so f-cking unapologetic
remind me of me in my teens. just rapping and chasing my dreams
people say i’m too selfish. so i can’t be a christian
key to life is loving god. i don’t practice no religion

[bridge: farlin ave]

quit trying to tell me who to be so you can comprehend me
don’t celebrate no f-ckin christmas – or thanksgivings
i do things different – bought my wife a brand new brand new glizzy
it hold like 17 these black folk problems

[hook:farlin ave]

dealing wit my demons. the sh-t don’t never end (the sh-t don’t ever end)
dealing wit my demons. please lord forgive me for my sins (in case a n-gg- fall) uhn

[verse 2: farlin ave]

thought i’d be up like a hundred bands
now i’m like 50 racks in the hole
spent 20 thousand on music sh-t
single ain’t popping i’m losing it

now i’m right back to drawing board
i’m popping prescriptions for pain of course
head on the couch i’m like oh lord
take your hair down i’m like oh lord

felt like i’m losing my hustle
investing, investing, investing, investing my money, but when it’s gone double?
my struggle: i’m tired. i’m broke. my food stamps like $404
working this lil’ petty job, i was making more money selling dope

i’m trying to do right. i sin every night
surrounded by darkness, trying to find my way to the light
i know i’m not perfect, but i must’ve done something right
i could have died plenty times, you keep saving my life (and that’s real)

[bridge: farlin ave]
quit trying to tell me who to be so you can comprehend me don’t celebrate no f-ckin christmas – or thanksgivings
i do things different – bought my wife a brand new brand new glizzy
it hold like 17, these black folk problems

hook:
dealing wit’ my demons. the sh-t don’t never end (the sh-t don’t ever end)
dealing wit’ my demons. please lord forgive me for my sins (in case a n-gg- fall) uhn

- farlin ave

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