Wrekonize - Of the Devil lyrics
[Verse 1] Speaking of the devil I feel the spirits make me mellow Jaundice Khalifa, my style's black and yellow Cadence is catered, yours is section 8, ghetto Let's get it straight, I'm tryna push the same pedal we're moving I'm just trying to keep from falling on the track wrong And for your amusement, I'll be seducing your black swan I won't be breathing long enough for me to stack bonds Live fast, die young and drink until the Jack's gone I make music for the f** of it Ever see a dollar I'll consider that some lucky sh** This ain't '93 b**h labels are bombin' And I'm Tyler Durden stacking soap bars in my apartment They throw genres and sub genres honestly These dumb lamas obviously ain't born to honor the future It's a lot if we gamble it up and possibly amateur luck will probably spot ya Well probably.. I speak in code hoe, kick some kinda cryptic And my laundry often has the fresh smell of natural mystic I walk Miami like I own this mo-f**a That's a joke my little brother but don't take me for no s**a See cause momma ain't raise no fool I may just chase my dreams but I still make sure my plate's full of food And I suggest you chill and wait for the news Cause I'll be god damned if I'm slammed for the faith of the few [Hook] The devil won't go won't let me sleep I'm just tryna find a way back home (tryna find a way back home) The devil won't go won't let me be It's like he knows something I don't know (knows something I don't know) The devil won't go won't let me sleep I'm just tryna find a way back home (tryna find a way back) The devil [Verse 2] Speaking of the devil She probably hates me and my hellos I stab some other tramp she wants to stab me with stilettos Gimme a Disney break Geppetto Highschool fools acting like monogamy's a meadow I stalk through like a lion "hey gazello" Let's cut the talk and take a walk down to the bordello We're only here once right pa** me the jello But don't be all suprised when in my eyes you see I've let go I make music for the rebels Ear drums bleeding, red rum blame the treble But blame the TRL fellows The programing on repeat and when we sleep they feed us retro Love the bacon and I'm stuffed with hatred You've been tough and taken with our bluff it's ancient The games changed that's an understatement And If I'm not one of Miami's best out Then I'm underrated [Hook] The devil won't go won't let me sleep I'm just tryna find a way back home (tryna find a way back home) The devil won't go won't let me be It's like he knows something I don't know (knows something I don't know) The devil won't go won't let me sleep I'm just tryna find a way back home (tryna find a way back) The devil