We at the telly counting chips
Models on my arm
I'm on my demon
I'm on a streak
I'm tryna quit
Bezels on my wrist
Reflectin' gleamin'
Oh
Counting up my sins
The list is growing
Oh
Trying to forget who I've become
Creep through the night
Tryna hide
From myself cause I be selfish
I be selfish
Creep through the night
Through the night
Passing by
Acting up but I can't help it
Oh
I would break you down
I would take your smile
Oh
No one can tame me now
Crazy now
Oh
I'm made to hurt
Homemade in hell
Oh
So they can't take me down
But I would only take you down
Your arms are my cell
This ain't the time to play it safe
Get down on your knees
I'll be your preacher
Already fiending from the chase
You gon have to swallow me
No chaser
Now my moral compass
Has been
Broken
The tremble in your lips
Tells me
You're soakin'
Push em to the side
Do you right here
Hopin' nobody notice
Rub yourself
Sleep through the night
Do you right
Tell 'em in the morning that your phones dead
Oh
I would break you down
I would take your smile
Oh
No one can tame me now
Crazy now
Oh
I'm made to hurt
Homemade in hell
Oh
So they can't take me down
But I would only take you down
Your arms are my cell
