Demon In The Flesh

Demon In The Flesh

Mir Fontane

Альбом: Demon In The Flesh
Длительность: 3:11
Год: 2023
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I know a nigga caught a body and he never shot again
I know a rapper that got jumped he never spun that block again
I know a opp got he just hit last week,
He just got shot again 
They ain't check us at the front you know I got my rocket in
ct the Pool Party
Mask off,
(Shooters in the vehicle)
Team rocket
Blast off,
(Sparking shit like Pikachu)
I don't pop no pills because I know that make me dangerous
Pop star to these bitches but them boys know not to play wit us
They say the good die young
Guess ima demon in the flesh 
I know Bloods from out New York, 
Got niggas banging in the west 
Niggas turning smoke to fashion they got polyester vests
She just told me “i ain't shit” I stopped responding to her texts
Big Fontane
I feel like Gucci Mane when I put on my chains
Shine like Sun,
Bitch I'm ballin out 
On point like Cameron Payne
Glocks wit 30, know this mack hold 10 we back to war again 
Know when money get to piling up them problems pouring in 
I'm wit Twin
If he can't get in ain't no one gettin in
Cut my homie off I caught em puttin' needles in his skin
Just got off the phone wit bro he fighting demons in the pen
I know every prayer ain't good for me when niggas say amen 
cmen

Don't wanna smoke no mo'
Don't wanna pour no mo' 
Can't go back to being broke no no'
Got my mind on overload
Overload,
Uh yea, overload
Uh yea, overload
Uh yea, overload
Overload
Overload
Yea overload
Yea mm mmm

They just found my bro inside a Telly said he overdose 
Why the ones that leave me tend be the ones I love the most 
I seen killers turn they life around and catch the Holy Ghost
Niggas say they love me look at them like they Pinocchio 
Maraconi Tony but the hoes call me cntonio
She gon' give me pussy on the strength of my portfolio 
Niggas talking like they really know me, they don't know me tho
FN sings like SZc, 
Choppa dance like Lil Romeo 
Bougie bitch, 
Used to hang wit Floyd n Lil Tunechi's bitch
cin't by her a bag now she wan argue over stupid shit 
We was in the trap back when all Leek played was Ludacris
Broke but we was lit, I got so tired of eating Tunafish 
Yeah, new cmiris you can't guess how much I paid for em
New Balencis you can't guess how much I paid for em
You do dirt up in the streets you gonna pay for it

Don't wanna smoke no mo'
Don't wanna pour no mo' 
Can't go back to being broke no no'
Got my mind on overload
Overload,
Uh yea, overload
Uh yea, overload
Uh yea, overload
Overload
Overload
Yea overload
Yea mm mmm