Jeff Stones - Demons Dancin' (feat. Lyrrick) Lyrics

Lyrics Demons Dancin' (feat. Lyrrick) - Jeff Stones



Drugs all around me demon dancin
Money all in my mind demon dancin
Women all around me demon dancin
Won't make a mistake when demon dancin
Uhh I pop a pill take a shot of tequila I'm on it
Niggas around me but sometimes i feel like I'm lonely
Ignoring the text but i know the devil keep calling
Devil tools around me fixing the problem I'm falling
Intoxicated at the most devil at the door no i wont ghost
Hallelujah on toast rebels on the floor demons on float
Money on the call and i get it not paying no mind to the feeling
We locked in winning well we gotta get wont stop til we finish
Whatever it takes or my niggas sinning
Pray to God block the devil coming in
Pray to God wash the hurt of my sin
Pray to God lead me to the right path again
Lord forgive me all the wrongs that i did
Ive done, I don't wanna run, look what i become
Man with no remorse this ain't what you taught your son
Lord I ain't done
Willing to learn the hard way I'm from the slums you know
Demons all up on face, invading all on my space
Tryna take me to a place, no rush its not a race
Pointing out all the fakes, fight the battle right away
Scared the demons right away
I see demons dancing in my head
Drugs all around me demon dancin
Money all in my mind demon dancin
Now i think they're laying in my bed
Women all around me demon dancin
Won't make a mistake when demon dancin
Well shit if they are ima have to hit them with the henny dick
Take a dive in that lake of fire, be a multiplier
With the gas that I'm coming with
Baby serenade me, play the symphony nice and slow
In the way that the siren did
I know that you want my soul but I been without it
This the most that you funna get
See I heard Money is the root is all evil
God damn but I been about my dollar like I'm Creflo nigga
So what does that mean, hmmm
I don't know but I'm not about to tip toe nigga
Who is God tryna tell me not to get dough nigga
He musta been one broke nigga
That would explain why they still in the church
Pastor ain't bout to go broke nigga
My boy it's the love of money
I think you have been fooling yourself
The demons that's tryna bathe you in money showers
Wanna drown you in pools of your wealth
Think about it, dirty money you're making clean sounds
Like you're infecting yourself
You wouldn't do it with puddles of water
You found and then go ingest it yourself
Drugs all around me demon dancin
Money all in my mind demon dancin
Women all around me demon dancin
Won't make a mistake when demon dancin



Writer(s): Jeffrey Jean-pierre


Jeff Stones - Rather Be Distant 2
Album Rather Be Distant 2
date of release
31-07-2020




Attention! Feel free to leave feedback.