Demons (feat. Denzel Curry)

Yeah

Yeah, let's get it started

Yeah (It's getting nasty)

My soul ain't for sale

My soul ain't for sale

My soul ain't for—

I see demons everywhere

Demons from the pain

Demons in my cup, demons in my brain

Demons in the food, demons with the fame

Demons in the sun, demons in the rain

She on demon time, she don't need to vibe

No, I got a girl, she don't even mind

I don't got a condom, I don't need to find

Demon in my mind telling me it's fine (Woo)

Since a little kid my dream got weird

I was fighting these demons off by myself

Daddy not here, I'm tackling fears, I'm wiping them tears off by myself

Momma care, she cheered me up

But I still feel like I'm all by myself

Punching the air, but I know they there

I'm fucking these **** up by myself

Before I was signed, I gripped my soul, I keep it away from the demons

Going through drama created the trauma, that shit will make you a demon

Psychological warfare, digital bots (Uhh)

Algorithm on the Instagram, I'm seeing nothing but thots

Demons that scatter the block (Woo)

I gotta carry the Glock (Huh)

My uncle was a feen, he was married to the rock

High cholesterol was the demon that took my pops (Yeah)

Stop and frisk ya, bitch

I see the demon in punk ass cops, bitch (Punk ass bitch)

My soul ain't for sale (Uhh)

My soul ain't for sale (No, it's not)

My soul ain't for sale (Uhh)

My soul ain't for— (What?)

Got a night light, so the monsters don't chase me

Demons on the corner got the hood going brazy

So many demons since I was a fetus

I smack 'em at will like I knew Jada Pinkett

So fuck all that talkin' and fuck all that tweetin'

The only red table is blood in this meetin'

I'ma start swingin'

Curry killa cuttin' up like I'm Sweeney

'Cause I'm knowin' they could never defeat me

Tempur-Pedic, try to reach, I'ma sleep 'em

Demons on my mind, ain't nowhere to hide

Bound to get buried and filled up with formaldehyde

Really its all 'bout the za

My angel number been saying I'm on demon time

So Fergie, I'm ready to go

I am not one of these **** that worship the Baphomet

Bitch, I am Curry the G.O.A.T

What the fuck I look like takin' the oath?

I'm so truly humble under God, ULTRAGROUND, sui-sound

**** used to be clan and mob

I can't stand a broke, bad bitch who ain't got a job

And I can't stand a fuck **** hating on the squad

My soul ain't for sale

My soul ain't for sale

My soul ain't for sale, uh

Got a nightlight, so the monsters don't chase me

Demons on the corner, got the hood goin' brazy