Juice - Cudi Lyrics

Step in to dis fire
Girl u see me fired up
F*ck police I'm high asf
Neck only thing freezing up
Out here facing demons
Nightmares eating dreams up
No hope lost
Thru all my flaws
Smoke dat weed
Drop them draws
Tears won't fall
My soul is lost
Cup codeine
Like randy moss
Mom ain't buy
Sold drugs of course
New Grailed cop
I love couture
Paul Gaultier
Christian Dior
Love driving fast
Let the demon roar
She cumin fast
Let the demon roar
Came on her ass
Cuz I hit it raw
Don't talk dat shit
Cuz dis is my sport
Niggas talk shit
Left him where he walk
Learned all my life
Crawl for u walk
I developed wings
And saw in the dark
F*ck paper planes
I really wanna soar
Love foreign things
N broads of course
Japanese vibes
Made grandma cry
She stuck on religion
I'm need more digits
I need more bitches
I got more visions
Try to talk it out
Is like drowning fishes
I see far nigga
U just a fraud nigga
Heart on her sleeve
Caught des garcon feelings
Not feeling myself
Not feeling too well
I'm not feeling this world
Sinnin don't see hell
Heaven or Hell

Heaven Or Hell