Yo why the hell you ignoring all my calls
Its like I'm the one at fault
Its like you were never wrong
Gotta call up my supplier
Make sure that its strong
In the studio we making fire
You were the devil all along
I'm in my bed oh not again
Whos that knocking depression
I swear I will not let em win
Evil girls I let em in
Yo tell the devil that I sinned
Why am I so obsessive
Cause I got nothing in my possession
List of my confessions
And I cant find a reason
Why you were so perfect in my eyes
But you changed like the seasons
You committed treason
You left my heart bleeding
This life don't know the meaning
Here's my soul you can keep it yuh
I gave you all my respect and I cant get the same back
And all you bring is pain bitch you play with witchcraft
And now I see my demons got my heart under attack
I want my life back
Just go back to the past
I wouldn't want it any other way
I just bash hoes and I cover up their name
I'm on the journey to the fame let me take it to the face
Bitch I feel like I'm in space with all these demons in my brain aye
Yo why the hell you ignoring all my calls
Its like I'm the one at fault
Its like you were never wrong
Gotta call up my supplier
Make sure that its strong
In the studio we making fire
You were the devil all along
I'm in my bed oh not again
Whos that knocking depression
I swear I will not let em win
Evil girls I let em in
Yo tell the devil that I sinned
Why am I so obsessive
Cause I got nothing in my possession
List of my confessions
You giving me silence and I cant take it
I can fake in real life but in the music I cant
And then I realize what we had was make believe
I look into the mirror and I just hate what I fucking see
Is this who I wanna be
Problems all on top of me
But I'm just rapping on these beats
Tryna make it out as you can see
Oh yuh
But I'm just tryna go faster
I cant save her ain't a pastor
Never knew I was a rapper
Yo why the hell you ignoring all my calls
Its like I'm the one at fault
Its like you were never wrong
Gotta call up my supplier
Make sure that its strong
In the studio we making fire
You were the devil all along
I'm in my bed oh not again
Whos that knocking depression
I swear I will not let em win
Evil girls I let em in
Yo tell the devil that I sinned
Why am I so obsessive
Cause I got nothing in my possession
List of my confessions