paroles de chanson Fighting Demons - BabyBalmainn

Balmainn on em
Shoutout TopMan Sounds
AerotheDj and Hypeman Cruise the gang
Bitch I'm balling on em

Run up them digits gone hop in a coupe
Open the top we got vibes out the roof
She say she want me to fuck on her too
Bitch gone fuck me and my guys out the Lou
So I pour a four in my cup this that dirty I'm sipping I'm only trynna ease the pain
I got a lil brother name Jhaddy you cannot out drip cause prolly flyer than a plane
You going through shit man I know but just know I got your back and imma put that on the gang
And I got some demons in me I be fighting them visions play over and over and again
Imma Prada my bitch, gone be shopping at fifth
Bitch its Henny we sip, used to post on the strip
Know my brother gone ride with a stick, for moments like this

Had so many folks that done said I was wrong
Aint depending on you, you won't answer yo phone
You was quiet before so why hate when I'm on
I got too many grams stuffed inside of this cone
I got demons to fight this go straight to the dome
Never had no handouts did this shit on my own
Cash up, bag up, racks up, ain't no nigga finna catch up
Next up, that's us, test us, imma show you how to flex up
Imma put my foot down, foot down
When the blessings start to come down, come down
All the haters gonna come round, come round
They gone try to show me love now, love now
But I don't want no love now
It's crazy how money the fame and the riches could change up the niggas who you call your family
So that mean you ain't family, boy that mean you a enemy
Lotta niggas that envy me
Putting my trust in the gang, Double up B rolling loud for the pain
Nigga we done made it through the rain, we ain't ever going out sad bout a chain

Run up them digits gone hop in a coupe
Open the top we got vibes out the roof
She say she want me to fuck on her too
Bitch gone fuck me and my guys out the Lou
So I pour a four in my cup this that dirty I'm sipping I'm only trynna ease the pain
I got a lil brother name Jhaddy you cannot out drip cause prolly flyer than a plane
You going through shit man I know but just know I got your back and imma put that on the gang
And I got some demons in me I be fighting them visions play over and over and again
Imma Prada my bitch, gone be shopping at fifth
Bitch its Henny we sip, used to post on the strip
Know my brother gone ride with a stick, for moments like this