Snake

(Merlin Made It Bang)

I wake up everyday with some blood in my eyes
My hearts full of rage but they fill me with lies
Then I just realize if I take my only time to hop on a beat I cause a genocide

(Demon)
You don't know who I am
Im you're demon with a plan
You can call me your stan
Cause Im your number one fan

I know all you're secrets
I know all about you

Keep getting pissed
And I'll grow onto you

(Cali)
No!! Wait stop!! No I don't know you
Neither do I owe you
Who ever told you the shit that I go through
No I don't control you
Neither did I unfold you
Neither did I troll you

(DEMON)
Yeah you did bitch
None of your music really means shit
Just admit it, no ones first pick no ones really favourite
Now you're mad huh, tell me how you feel

Seeing all these numbers but they all don't feel real

See I kept my heart clean, not one time did I snake em
And if there's a back road then my bro prefers to take em
I can blow your mind or free your mind, fry em I can bake em
You see I'd rather play the food but please don't be mistaken
I can turn it, I can twist it, I can make it into Os
I can flip it, I can shift it, I can make some zeros
I could sell out just like them but I'd rather keep my soul
I could sell out just like them but I'd rather keep my soul

See I wake up every day, half a zoot in the tray
Thinking about which version of myself to display
Moulding a smile on my face like clay
It's already been said, what else can I say?
She bends over to tie her lace
Later that night, untied her lace
Built another zoot just for that sake
Said my grace before I chopped that cake
Said my grace before I chopped that
Didn't think twice before I blocked that
*Negative energies* Can't come round here
*Negative energies* Can't run round here
See I blow big smoke, pop lungs round here
Came with the rose, no gun round here
Did I make that clear? Did I make that crystal?
Carry the vibe, I ain't carry no pistol

See I kept my heart clean, not one time did I snake em
And if there's a back road then my bro prefers to take em
I can blow your mind or free your mind, fry em I can bake em
You see I'd rather play the food but please don't be mistaken
I can turn it, I can twist it, I can make it into Os
I can flip it, I can shift it, I can make some zeros
I could sell out just like them but I'd rather keep my soul
I could sell out just like them but I'd rather keep my soul