VUITTON JUAN - Fighting Demons (They Calling) Lyrics

Try to keep these demons out my way but they calling
Yea they keep calling, oh yea they calling
Yea they keep calling, oh yea they calling
Yea they keep calling, oh yea they calling
I was on my way, Yea, down on my last, yea
I was on my way, shit, foot on the gas, yea
Momma told me, Jay that ain't how I raised yo ass
But when, they send them shots I was taught to send em back
Shit I was lost yea Almost lost it
Gone Put the Bet on me...ayy I go all in
Niggas ain't really bout that shit they Talkin
Got the strap from my dawg, No paw prints, Yea
Thoughts in mind I'm a kill him
Thoughts in my mind what about my unborn children
What about my dreams and my millions
What about my family that shit would kill them
Try to keep these demons out my way but they calling
Yea they keep calling, oh yea they calling
Yea they keep calling, oh yea they calling
Yea they keep calling, oh yea they calling
They calling, yea they keep calling
Oh yea they calling, Yea they keep calling
Oh yea they calling Yea they keep calling
Oh yea they calling
They calling, yea they keep calling
Oh yea they calling, Yea they keep calling
Oh yea they calling Yea they keep calling
Oh yea they calling