paroles de chanson Demi-Demons - Surf God

Niggas begging for a front
Fuck it up then try to cry to ya
Whip them tears an get in gear
Before this nine do it
Mixing friendships with the business
Sounds great but it's a bad decision
Cause when them numbers come up Short you can't let up the tension

Yea I heard you sorry
Don't be sorry be efficient
Bag like Lori Harvey
Every nigga want the ticket
Bet if they could see the future
Doggie wouldn't even risk it
Now he's begging for biscuit
Trynna crash out for some chicken
Bring it straight to me
Fucked my bag up trynna help you
That's like snaking me

Said that money change a nigga
That's the devils fee
Demi demon play me wrong
I'll make a angel breath
Yea that's my dog I'll put em down
If he get off the leash
Niggas ain't shit but tab an a leach
Damn even yo bitch can agree
In my dm like big bro
Can you get me out the streets
Who's cheese you flexing on ig

Slimmed my partner for his stash
Now he's humble think he learned His lesson
School of hard knocks tough love
It come from lethal weapons
A wolf in sheeps clothing
Or a master of deception
The true king cobra
Or demigod with good intentions

I just show them what I want
No look pass an then I dunk
You can't guess the route I'm going
Even twelve ain't keeping up
You my partna or a stain
In the end it's all the same
Been on both sides of the barrel
I can tell you where to aim aye

I'd rather ride in theses streets alone
Never know when the beef is on
I'd rather die in these streets alone
Ain't no love when cheeses is gone
I'd rather ride in theses streets alone
Never know when the beef is on
I'd rather die in these streets alone
Ain't no love when cheeses is gone

Come with me hail Mary
Run quick see
What do we have here now
They done brought them choppas Out dadadadda

I ain't a killer but I'm with em baby
Fresh to death diamonds shinnin Every time I step
Everyday designer fits
I don't call this drip
Twenty-five just for my kit
Wait till I freeze the wrist
Better yet might freeze ya bitch
A hundred on a steak
Eat half the meal
Then give that shit away
My city know I'm lit
This money coming
Each an every way
I broke another bitch
Her legs wobble while she walk away
I'm a legend in this shit
But they won't say that
Till I'm in the grave

I'd rather ride in theses streets alone
Never know when the beef is on
I'd rather die in these streets alone
Ain't no love when cheeses is gone
I'd rather ride in theses streets alone
Never know when the beef is on
I'd rather die in these streets alone
Ain't no love when cheeses is gone