Oh my God, Ronny

The devil hit my phone, he wanna talk

But I'm not really up for conversations

I can have my cake and eat it, too

I just gotta make a reservation

Chillin' in my head, but it's hot

Flames everywhere, I see Satan

Demons tryna run up in my spot a lot

Really, really runnin' out of patience

T— Timing, timing, timing

All about timing, timing, timing

Sit back in my chair, relaxing and reclining

He has not a care in the world, no, I'm lying

Takin' all these meds to the face got me flying

Takin' all these meds to the face got me dying

Smoke 'til my mind frying, eyes red, high and crying

Numb the pain with Oxy and Dior, yeah, pricey

Juice like 2Pac Shakur, no ice tea

Givenchy, Louis V, Double V, icy

Wedding ring, better things, better half, wifey

Only things numbing me from this hard life, uh, uh, alright

The devil hit my phone, he wanna talk

But I'm not really up for conversations

I can have my cake and eat it, too

I just gotta make a reservation

Chillin' in my head, but it's hot

Flames everywhere, I see Satan

Demons tryna run up in my spot a lot

Really, really runnin' out of patience

I'm waiting, waiting, waiting, sittin' up

Waiting, waiting, waiting, contemplating

My heart racing

Feels like I'ma die every second of the day

So I gotta get high

Ain't no coming down, ain't no coming down, why?

My anxiety bring me down, that's the fucking downside

It's like every time I ball, I just end up off-sides

This light of mine goes dim tonight

Will I be alright?

Let me guess, no answer, right?

The devil hit my phone, he wanna talk

But I'm not really up for conversations

I can have my cake and eat it, too

I just gotta make a reservation

Chillin' in my head, but it's hot

Flames everywhere, I see Satan

Demons tryna run up in my spot a lot

Really, really runnin' out of patience