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Chef Jay
Run, ooh
(PD) Ooh-ooh-ooh
In my hotel, saw a gate to hell
So gone, I couldn't talk or make a scream for help
A lot about that realm I don't know well
But I was way too high to give a fuck, if you couldn't tell, uh
Drug dealers dealin' out potions
Some codeine, some Coke ones
Demons mixin' in with your emotions
For only so long, can you still run?
I've been losing focus (focus)
I've been losing hope (hope), feeling hopeless
And motionless, motionless (motionless)
I've been losing focus
I've been losing hope, feeling hopeless
And motionless, motionless
Pop four more pills, go hard or go home, right?
I finally found my home, right?
The love of my life
So now I gotta stop going, so hard
But I'm the hottest thing smoking, no joking
Addiction, I don't provoke it, that's no jokin'
My friends ask me what it feels like to have your soul stolen
I don't know, joke's on the Devil, I still own it
In my hotel, saw a gate to hell
So gone, I couldn't talk or make a scream for help
A lot about that realm I don't know well
But I was way too high to give a fuck, if you couldn't tell, uh
Drug dealers dealin' out potions
Some codeine, some Coke ones
Demons mixin' in with your emotions
For only so long, can you still run?
Time did it, I did it
I hate to break the news, but God is strict and the Devil isn't
But here's another clue, only one of them is omniscient
Ooh, so what am I missing?
Living in hell, Judgment Day, did I miss it? (Hehe)
Fuck no, dog, I'm too high up
You're the devil, fly, but I'm flyer
I know you see these dollar signs in my fire (ching, cha-ching)
I know you see these Louis prints in my dryer (ching, cha-ching)
In my hotel, saw a gate to hell
So gone, I couldn't talk or make a scream for help
A lot about that realm I don't know well
But I was way too high to give a fuck, if you couldn't tell, uh
Drug dealers dealin' out potions
Some codeine, some Coke ones
Demons mixin' in with your emotions
For only so long, can you still run?