Beware

My demons coming after me, they coming after you too
All in my dreams they coming after me, I'm right behind you
I think it's okay, I think it's okay, don't even worry
Pour a pint of red, can't go to bed, yeah we not snoring
And choppa come with a laser, pull the trigger, sound like thunder, aye
Choppa hit his head, he go away, just like Moana
I can't feel my face when I'm with you, I don't know what it is
And I can't feel my face, is it the red pill or the roxies
Yeah, I been high as hell, lungs getting smaller where's the oxygen
Made a couple deals in a demon, I hope God forgives all of this
Yeah, it's okay, told my lil bitch that, yeah, I think I'm fine
Counting all my racks, inside a PJ cause I'm too fly
Balencis blue or rafs Porsche or Benz man I can't decide
Make him look like Grinch, the way these green beam point to his eye
We pull up to the smoke like firefighters, if we ain't, I'd be lying
So much green like a lime, I be sighing
I be shining like Orion, ain't even fair to you bro
Pockets fat yours is crying
Been ahead of you though