[Intro]
Yo, yo
Yo, yo
Yo, yo
Look, ayy
[Chorus]
Pray for me, no
Are you gonna stay for me? No
Are you gonna stay to the day, so so
Ayy
Are you gonna wait for me? No
Are you gonna stay for me? No
Are you gonna wait 'til the daylight go?
[Verse 1]
Honey in the bag, treasure in the chest, uh
Demons in my head, singin' in duet, uh
And they lookin' at me wonderin' what comin' next, uh
Like they never see the boy comin' back again, uh
Cold summer
Lookin' at the wind in the winter
Lookin' at the leaves when they fall down
Lookin' at the the scenes in thе mirror
Feel it low key when you shiver
Dеvil in a dress, have you seen her?
How you hate sin, love the sinner
(I don't know peace)
Yeah, roll for my darg like the shores back then
Hope in the bars for my bruddas back then
Stuck with the luck of the draw, past tense
Breakin' the bridge, no makin' amends
I was tryna find some means to the ends
Big words, they hid behind them
Then again, statues weren't made for the critics
They were made for the criticised men
Might step up the ante
Go vigilante
Lift up the cloak
Picture me candid (Trust)
Before I'm landin'
We on a roll
We on a frenzy
Feelin' semantic
We on the road like somebody planned it
Like somebody planned it
But nobody knows
Yo, yo
Yo, yo
Yo, yo
Look, ayy
[Chorus]
Pray for me, no
Are you gonna stay for me? No
Are you gonna stay to the day, so so
Ayy
Are you gonna wait for me? No
Are you gonna stay for me? No
Are you gonna wait 'til the daylight go?
[Verse 1]
Honey in the bag, treasure in the chest, uh
Demons in my head, singin' in duet, uh
And they lookin' at me wonderin' what comin' next, uh
Like they never see the boy comin' back again, uh
Cold summer
Lookin' at the wind in the winter
Lookin' at the leaves when they fall down
Lookin' at the the scenes in thе mirror
Feel it low key when you shiver
Dеvil in a dress, have you seen her?
How you hate sin, love the sinner
(I don't know peace)
Yeah, roll for my darg like the shores back then
Hope in the bars for my bruddas back then
Stuck with the luck of the draw, past tense
Breakin' the bridge, no makin' amends
I was tryna find some means to the ends
Big words, they hid behind them
Then again, statues weren't made for the critics
They were made for the criticised men
Might step up the ante
Go vigilante
Lift up the cloak
Picture me candid (Trust)
Before I'm landin'
We on a roll
We on a frenzy
Feelin' semantic
We on the road like somebody planned it
Like somebody planned it
But nobody knows
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