Demon In Designer

Ayye
Yeah, huh
Sheesh, huh
Dyme-A, uh, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Searchin searchin for some realness in a person
Bit by snakes & serpents my condition worsened
I thought you’d be worth it. Thought you’d be worth it
Swerve with a herb nigga, you got some nerve bitch
…Been hard at work and you been in your Birkin
New Designer shit secrets bound to surface
You making me nervous
Fuck round and get murdered
On the come up, you would be there, you would ride
Reached my peak then you a demon in designer
You creeping like a freak bitch on side
Shit was decent, now I’m leaving, and your times up
So fuck those feelings that I felt for you before
Fuck that feeling like I’m being played him for a fool
This shit was decent but your times up
This bitch demon in designer, lil mama
Go as she wants, do as she please
But you didn’t leave, you held it down
Stayed truest to me
Now it’s Louise the jeans
Prada the bag, Tiffany rings
It’s hard to believe
That I would provide, to you and your needs
While you on your knees
Lil mama would ride, so I didn’t mind
Cashin out I’d grind, Day & Night
Paid the price, poorer times till prime
Foolish pride, had me blind, thought you’d be the one I made my wife
Stressin contemplating Columbine
Suicide but coward dies a thousand times
I decide to take that energy and alchemize
Word of God purifying like some alkaline
Just some things I think about some times
Smokin on that la la la
Deceiving with your speechless all that blah blah blah
Creepin with the croddies all that «Ah Ah Ah»
We just ain’t inSync I told her bye bye bye
What you really think this is?