Demons & Angels

Yeah
You know?
Uh
I really thought my last girl would be my last girl
Life changes quicker when you live inside a fast world
She aint want the last name, she just want the last word
On everything, I love your middle name was all my passwords
I aint think our last fight would be our last fight
I guess we couldnt chalk that up to just a bad night
Well life goes on, thats how it goes
You know how thats right
Im thankin God my last flight was not my last flight
I really thought my last address would be my last address
I really thought my last arrest would be my last arrest
My heart breaks in half everytime Suzanne is stressed
Im tryna make it up to momma, I aint plan for less
She still corrects me when I *** * up,
When Im feelin pressed
Said 'I just bought a crib for you,
Come on now Mom, were blessed'
I spoke it all into existence, watched it manifest
She said 'Dont hang that over my head'
I said 'You right' and I just let it rest
Damn I really put a roof over her head, thats facts
They couldnt walk a block if we changed shoes
Swear I kept my receipts, I really pay dues
Life is heavy here, this not the every day blues
Publications, they just want to say what they choose
If somethin happens in my life its front page news
Its from the heart for all my day ones, not my day twos
Its by my demons and angels (Yeah)
Im just gettin hotter and its colder
Demons and angels on my shoulders
Every open door require closure
Keep goin til its over
The highs and lows can get exhaustin
Every option got its costs
Please dont judge me for my faults
Through my wins and all my losses
Dont lose your conscience
Pay attention to your thoughts (Yeah)
Just be cautious
Make this shit just what you wanted
Niggas out here think life is G-Eazy, I pray for em
Cross my heart and let the Desert Eagle wait for em
And I dont harbor hate but one must wonder
You got that YSL concealer on, whats hidin up under
I feel bad, cause I could have made you mine last summer
I seen the James Harden in you, yeah, OKC Thunder
I know your last nigga beat you like he was yo drummer
I know life got better as soon as we exchanged our numbers
So here we go, Turks and Caicos, youre everything lit
Everything packed, take the Gucci out so everything fit
And we gon roll like a kickball, cross over like Chris Paul
Get lost somewhere in Dubai,
Feedin the sand get these sticks off
Where my heart on my sleeve of this Off-White hoodie
You need some time to grow up,
I know, I drafted a rookie (Yeah)
Im Phil Jackson in this ill jacket
Pardon my head, I feel like I wrote Illmatic
And still matted, I should get ill will tatted
39 a year after I said I wouldnt and Im still at it
Still on my dick, way to still at it
Hop out Lambo like a dryer, yeah thats still static
I aint 'gon lie, I still **** bitches in my passed time
I know I told you my last girl would be the last time
I gotta go, especially cause this my last line
Before I do smoke this last blunt, for the last time (Uh)
Fore I do smoke this last blunt, for the last time
Im just gettin hotter and its colder
Demons and angels on my shoulders
Every open door require closure
Keep goin til its over
The highs and lows can get exhaustin
Every option got its costs
Please dont judge me for my faults
Through my wins and all my losses
Dont lose your conscience
Pay attention to your thoughts (Yeah)
Just be cautious
Make this shit just what you wanted