My Vices (feat. Fiendsh)

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Yo

I'm too familiar with my demons (With my demons)

I close my eyes and I can see 'em, so I sleep with a light

Rock my grandmother's rosary, my spirit with Christ

Now my vices startin' to give me advice

The fam like, "Rolandito, why you so ashamed of your only dad?" (Why is that?)

How I'ma have smoke when I don't know that man? (How is that?)

I'm ashamed I share your name, time I told that man

Out here acting childish, you an old ass man (Damn)

I guess some things'll never change

I just thank God we onto better days (Praise God)

Lambskin soft leather jacket, All Saints

Even the wolves blessed up, they all pray! (Praise God)

Ran by Appleton Tennis, it hurt my soul

A tournament in Idaho without my bro Rose

Why does life play out this way? Lord knows

Maybe some of our names on the cursed scroll

I tap into my pain like, uh, Morse code?

Then lines go over y'all heads, cornrows

Y'all cliche, and get on stage, more flows?

To dress up the naked truth, wardrobes?

I'm too familiar with my demons (With my demons)

I close my eyes and I can see 'em, so I sleep with a light

Rock my grandmother's rosary, my spirit with Christ

Now my vices startin' to give me advice