Woes
[Chorus: Cara]
Fucking with my woes
Fucking with my woes
Battling these demons
While I'm dancing on my toes

Fucking with my woes
Fucking with my woes
Battling these demons
And I'm dancing on my toes

[Verse 1: Troy]
Bitch how soon we be because fuck these
Times 3 am, we living free
And I'm getting sick and it's a scary sight when I fly
Its provided guideless and I still beat the pilot
Rest in peace these
Let's pray, any more of these
Than these palm trees
In the calm breeze
Woo wee, no
Stopping up and rocking
Like it's my turn
Hold my mic turned yo
It's all I eat, turn
No to do list
True like I can't let rap my canvas
I drop on your campus
Cause I need some mo'
Ey shades under the shade ey, who, ey yo
[Chorus: Cara]
Fucking with my woes
Fucking with my woes
Battling these demons
While I'm dancing on my toes

Fucking with my woes
Fucking with my woes
Battling these demons
And I'm dancing on my toes

[Verse 2: Cara]
He picks me up, he grabs some 40's and some blends
Providing for the misguidance
Catch us rolling with various herbs through the suburbs
Through the burbs'
I've got the right boulders on my shoulders
Brothers to roll me over
Never questioning my word
So as I grow older I grow older, I grow bolder
Don't go making me pull on triggers
For as a vision as a way that's much bigger

[Chorus: Cara]
Fucking with my woes
Fucking with my woes
Battling these demons
While I'm dancing on my toes
Fucking with my woes
Fucking with my woes
Battling these demons
And I'm dancing on my toes