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Data di rilascio: 19.12.2017
Limiti di età: 18+
Linguaggio delle canzoni: inglese
Evil On My Mind |
I do different drugs, them bitches easy on my mind |
I be rolling in a foreign, I be speeding when I’m high |
I be focused getting money but these demons on my mind |
You know I don’t pray for nothing but this evil on my mind |
Cocky nigga, I be flexing in Moschino all the time |
It’s funny how you niggas freezing when the heater comin' out |
Bitches flashing cameras every time a nigga stepping out |
San Laurent and Margiela, Folly, young nigga check me out |
If I could grow wings I would fly away |
Come take a walk through my mind today |
Young nigga get lost but he find a way |
What are the words that I’m trying to say? |
Niggas will drown if they ride my wave |
Puff this gelato, don’t like the haze |
Evil energy, I like the sage |
Diamonds shiny so I’m blind to hate |
Water, water when I write the jing |
Fuck the attention, just like the fame |
But fans want me to sign my name |
On sneakers, titties, all type of things |
Trippie took over, surprised the gang |
Chris King stay winning, I heist the banks |
Stories of success in all my gang |
But if you let 'em tell it I’m to blame |
Bringing they umbrella, fight the rain |
Can I be honest, I like the pain |
All of the love that I tried to drain |
Became way bigger than lights and names |
You stand for nothin', you should hide in shame |
I can see right through you in designer frames |
And I want the whole thing, can’t divide the plate up |
And it’s a lot familiar, 'cause I ride with gang |
I do different drugs, them bitches easy on my mind |
I be rolling in a foreign, I be speeding when I’m high |
I be focused getting money but these demons on my mind |
You know I don’t pray for nothing but this evil on my mind |
Cocky nigga, I be flexing in Moschino all the time |
It’s funny how you niggas freezing when the heater comin' out |
Bitches flashing cameras every time a nigga stepping out |
San Laurent and Margiela, Folly, young nigga check me out |
On the set, you niggas obsessed with the internet |
I’ma take your shit you never get it back |
Niggas thought I knew Serena way I rock these tennis chains |
Thought you was on my side, yeah |
We can act just like some wildfire |
I do different drugs, them bitches easy on my mind |
I be rolling in a foreign, I be speeding when I’m high |
I be focused getting money but these demons on my mind |
You know I don’t pray for nothing but this evil on my mind |
Cocky nigga, I be flexing in Moschino all the time |
It’s funny how you niggas freezing when the heater comin' out |
Bitches flashing cameras every time a nigga stepping out |
San Laurent and Margiela, Folly, young nigga check me out |
Too much talking, don’t keep my high yeah |
We connecting like a hotspot |
Drive by in a drop-top, yeah |
For the dollar sign, his body in a chop shop, yeah |
Chopper chop-chop, yeah |
Paparazzi will not stop, yeah |
With no BluRay, I wanna give it to you so clear |
Got my sauce on a hundred, we stopping him |
Not a damn thing, always green lights |
Conversation hard to speak, but it’s easier to rhyme, why |
I do different drugs, them bitches easy on my mind |
I be rolling in a foreign, I be speeding when I’m high |
I be focused getting money but these demons on my mind |
You know I don’t pray for nothing but this evil on my mind |
Cocky nigga, I be flexing in Moschino all the time |
It’s funny how you niggas freezing when the heater comin' out |
Bitches flashing cameras every time a nigga stepping out |
San Laurent and Margiela, Folly, young nigga check me out |
WLVS, looking for strippers and cocaine |