I.Q - Demons текст песни

Текст песни Demons - I.Q



Don't make me do it
I ain't come to play
So many tried
But they can't swim in my wave
Don't make me flex out
Cause this ain't a game
You see me coming
Better get out my way
I been in my spot for a long minute
I ain't ever left
Keep an eye for them fold niggas
I ain't ever set
It could always get worse
Shit don't make me do it
It could always get worse
Shit don't make me do it
After I battle
Nobody compatible
Step In the ring
It's like I'm herding cattle
And I might go after
To stagger some rappers
Rocking the crib
Still I ain't got no manners
Ain't really a savage
To accept a challenge
I'm only a man
And you got this shit backwards
It can get worse anytime
There's a hazard
Put the mask on
Cock it back
And I blast him
Ain't nobody capable of offing me
Everybody want something off of me
First chance they get then they're mocking me
But I don't need no praise
After I'm earning
I stay in my lane
Grab on my bag
I can't play with no change
Fam sleeping on me
You will know my name
When you paralyzed
In my pair of eyes
When you stoned
And I'm very high
Cause perspectives can vary right
Gaining respect when I'm on the wrong track
It's a trap till I snap on a gauntlet of rappers
And half disappear
They back in my ear
With a bunch of weak disses
God layers the fear
I don't get no answers
I pray every year
Just quit with the chatter
And stay at the rear
Don't know what comes after
But I know I'm here
Don't make me do it
I ain't come to play
So many tried
But they can't swim in my wave
Don't make me flex out
Cause this ain't a game
You see me coming
Better get out my way
I been in my spot for a long minute
I ain't ever left
Keep an eye for them fold niggas
I ain't ever set
It could always get worse
Shit don't make me do it
It could always get worse
Shit don't make me do it
They claim I'm a traitor
Bitch I only traded
A bunch of fake friends
For the life that I needed
No aid when I'm bleeding
Just blame when I'm leaving
They aim for my head
For a shot at ideas
Since I'm roaming free
Like I got on adidas
But boost like a rocket
No feasible reason
To not cause a problem
In Houston
Keep dreaming
You'll ever surpass me
It's always my season
A million connections
Red dot in my section
A slug for the slob
When you talk out your rectum
I block out intentions
Intentionally catch a body
I'm passive aggressive
A massive selection
Of tramps I can mess with
A jag in the back with a gat
No convictions
It's hot in the kitchen
I turn on the oven
To burn my meniscus
Cause I got a leg up on competition
I got them all wiping the floor
I made him my bitch
Kick his ass out the door
You ain't paying for shit
But this chick in the morgue
Burning to temp
I'm cremating this whore
Creative in slaughter
You came in here for
Oh yeah its temptation
You failing some more
I'm only the villain that's running the board
Don't be a victim just look at the score
Don't make me do it
I ain't come to play
So many tried
But they can't swim in my wave
Don't make me flex out
Cause this ain't a game
You see me coming
Better get out my way
I been in my spot for a long minute
I ain't ever left
Keep an eye for them fold niggas
I ain't ever set
It could always get worse
Shit don't make me do it
It could always get worse
Shit don't make me do it



Авторы: Quintin Baker


I.Q - Qualified
Альбом Qualified
дата релиза
10-09-2020




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