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Demi-Demons

by Surf God

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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

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