Lyrics:
they love Raymond
How you think we all survive getting no payment?
Gave us cellular device to keep us complacent
Take our freedoms and our rights
still
You answer me like what's the deal
Gaslight
Thought you were from a friend past life
But you were just a vice
cnd me just a device
I had
on this spell
Before it's too late – and we're living in a digitalized hell!
Second chapter – all about devices
The advancements, robbing our senses
Have
People are nice, but no one’s kind
No one asked for advice, well no surprise.
You just want your device, but no to eyes
I call this twenty-first
got tickets to come
Ring my cellular device (vice, vice)
We'll get it poppin' off tonight (night, night)
Ring my cellular device (vice, vice)
We'll get
on me
You think I'm blind- but baby, I can see
Break me down with your devices
Draw me in with empty promise
Panic for pleasure
Your panic for pleasure
I think there's glass inside my head
Self-correction, a small device renders my reflection best unsaid
I think there's glass inside my head
Am I not enough for you
Do you have to go to another man
You broke my heart
Left me to my own devices
Guess we were meant to part ways
Cut my heart up
She smiled sweet
Forbidden treat
Serpent girl
Curled for first
Strike
Strike
Serpent Girl
Swirled like
Dervish devices
Into deep crevasses
soul for a little bit of resolution
It was on sale at an offer an unbeatable price
Trade in your wasted life for a newer device
It had only begun and I
don't want no case
Ski mask on you can see ma eyes yo don't think twice Brodie off your light
Opp Block trip don't bring no device I don't want cell site
to my own devices
My own devices
No I can't purge you
No I can't purge you
So leave me to my own devices
I'd rather reign in hell than serve in heaven
I
device
Cooking up a paradigm
Hooked on my old anodyne
Hold until we all make sense
I can't say the thought was mine
So calloused in its design
I'll stay
Phantom I'ma Fenton
Cuz my parents do the most
My device don't work like I'm Ben 10
I don't answer the phone
That advice don't hit til it hit home
Spitting
the mood so is we
Smoking or we swapping
Text me through device I
Told you link me with that concept
Talking to you nice your
Other bodies on my conscience
Sitting alone with my own devices but
The screens are blank and I keep scrolling down
I keep scrolling down, I keep scrolling down, I keep scrolling
I'm alive but not by my own devices
I'm alive but I've been trying
Kayla's lying to my face
Eyes nowhere close to mine
I'm alive but not by my own
Non-dependable, nothing but expendable
Complaining through devices while we're drowning in our vices
Kill our home without a shred of remorse
We are
to ever line up
Daz why my head stay on and facing up
Angels in disguises
Watching us through devices
Jah knows how much I does get caught up
I love
Incoming call
From now on the use of celular devices is a primitive tool
Incoming call
From now on the use of celular devices is a primitive tool
and hide an use our imaginations as devices
And you said, love, love yeah
And then, you blew it all apart, you blew it all apart
You trusted me, ow, you
our time
Trying to stand out to fit in
Far away from our intention
As we fall short of the deep end
Left to our own devices
We're blinded by
Why all you niggas move like that
All a sudden switched up, like collective minds
Where the new device at
Double switch niggas playing games with me
Terrible conversations find my way
When I look back at my own device and find myself
We all know that
Time
Goes by
Without a trace
Terrible
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