Dëmon tied Yeat

[Intro]
(I-I'm—)
(I-I'm—)
(I-I'm working on dying)
(BNYX)
Hmm
Woo-hoo, hmm, woo (Hmm)

[Chorus]
Man, the devil been watching my ties, man, the devil been watching my eyes (Woo, look at my chop down, look at my left, ahh)
When I boot up, I go to the sky, when I food up, I go in that lockdown mode
I just hope that I make it, don't die, ah, I just hope that I see twenty five (Five)
I'm knowing I had a fit (Fit), I'm changing the rules like a ref, hah
I grab on that bitch like a steel, I just clap on this bitch like a fiend, yeah
Pull up on the jet while it land
Pull up to LA with a bag, yeah
Pull up to New York with a stack (Yeah)
I just be quiet 'bout shit, I don't brag (Yeah)
Pull up in a fast car, Cullinan, bitch, not a Jaguar
Colored Bugatti, this bitch go three hundred, I'm pushing this bitch on the blacktop (Yeah, yes)
I dropped fivе hundred K, bitch, I tweak, made this shit all in my sleep (Swеrve)
Made it back, two M's, yeah I don't sleep (Swerve, swerve)
I'm speeding off bitch, yeah you weak (Swerve, swerve)
I know when the world fuck with me, they suckin' my dick in my sleep (Swerve)
I run up the muhfuckin' M's, I'm touching a M each week
I hop on this shit and I beat, I turn up I beat on the beat