Little Demon (Arca Remix)

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[Intro: Frank Ocean]

Do He got a vision for my—

[Verse 1: Frank Ocean]

Living on the fringes, Hendrix shit

Bleach-blonde Lennox shit

Hot boy, British shit

Top Boy, British shit

Found the wrong kid, eh

Gotta calm kid, yeah

From congea to orange via my Orange shit, 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 shit

Lil' niggas just got some money and shit

Got a whole plate, can't stomach this shit

None of this shit (Damn)

Like a porn clip (Uh), if you turn up the mix

All my fantasies, they fucked 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 shit 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

Nigga, 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