RG Trey - DM Demons Lyrics

I straight up got some demons in my DMs

Talking about your girl
Wonder why you never see her
She sent me nudes and I just delete 'em
You say that he trash
But you never beat him
Saying he's next up
You don't believe him
Now he's above you you crying and screaming

Who are you to say that I can't shoot and spray and talk away and do what I want
Imma talk and flaunt without smoking a blunt
Cause i'm high on life
Cutting up shit
Like you with a knife
Talking about death
Like you got a scythe
Talking about girls
Like you got a wife
You said you do shit
But I do it thrice
You say that you feasting you just eat on rice
You be talking
But you run away like mice

Or a mouse
Say you make hits but it doesn't count
You ain't got clout
Get my name out your mouth

Cause the game ain't over til the clock strikes zero
Stop talking shit
You ain't no hero
Eating up bars like I got some gyros
(Gone)

All your girls ain't loyal
Your plot just got foiled
You said you could take the heat until you got boiled
You said I'm white but you just be spoiled
You tried to bounce back but you didn't coil

Saying my bars ain't shit and I'm not fire
Well then I guess you must be hypocritical
(And a liar)

Because I spit shit faster than a country boy doing dip

Sip on these lyrics like some fine wine
They gonna f*ck with me until I'm straight out of time
My boy TP just be dropping dimes
We ain't snorting no lines
We just smoke smarties
Bouta eat some takis
Shoutout to Mardi
This shit go dumby
This shit go retarded

I am an artist, if I'm being honest
And I am a lyricist
My freestyle was ass, so I had to say this shit

If I am being literal my bars are critical
To my goddamn success
This is my escape, without it my life would be a
Goddamn mess
And you know all the rest
Murder and don't confess
Weight on my chest
You know I'm the best
It's all in the head
But I don't have sex

Maybe that's the problem
But I can't know what's the problem when I can't even keep track of all of em
When I get more I keep on stalling em
Suicide Hotline I keep calling em

And my data's low
My mind is slow
The song is fading
And I'm debating
Quitting or dropping out
What's the point that's some shit I can't figure out...
(Yeah)