Little Demon lyrics

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[Intro: Frank Ocean]
Do He got a vision for my—

[Verse 1: Frank Ocean]
Living on the fringes, Hendrix sh*t
Bleach-blonde Lennox sh*t
Hot boy, British sh*t
Top Boy, British sh*t
Found the wrong kid, eh
Gotta calm kid, yeah
From congea to orange via my Orange sh*t, uh

[Chorus: Frank Ocean]
Little demon on my shoulder, that's dependent on my mind
Somebody pray for my opponents, got this vengeance on my mind
Is God workin' on it, do He got a vision for my life?
Do He got a vision for my life? Do He got a vision for my—

[Verse 2: Frank Ocean]
Young boy, pretty of course, not funny, but sh*t
Lil' n*ggas just got some money and sh*t
Got a whole plate, can't stomach this sh*t
None of this sh*t (Damn)
Like a porn clip (Uh), if you turn up the mix
All my fantasies, they f*cked up, you can hear they screams
[Chorus: Frank Ocean]
Little demon on my shoulder, that's dependent on my mind
Somebody pray, I gotta pray, I got these visions in my mind
Attempted murder charges, still attempted, tryna attempt, tryna—
Attempted murder charges, still attempted, tryna kill—

[Verse 3: Frank Ocean]
Cocaine took several father figures out of mind
Attempted murder charges, still attempted, tryna kill the guy
Ego not your migo, worst decisions made for sake of pride
Splits, Van Damme, fifty-fifty chance I let sh*t sli—

[Break: Frank Ocean]
(—lide)
L's this just if I ain't have to tap her? I could see for twenty miles out
How do you know if that Glock's gone cut the cold in July, hot
SIG Sauer, Roscoe's Chicken 'N Waffles with this ice, uh
Notice I was brought up with ones you got in mind
n*gga, I'm standin' right here but I pretend like I don't hear them

[Verse 4: Skepta]
Yeah
Piece of paper in my mouth, let my demons out to play
Then I buried 'em in the dirt
'Cause they was standin' in my way
I wasn't welcome in the church
Someone that Jesus couldn't save
I'm the real livin' evil, I spit on the devil's name