Shoebox
Demone Rose
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Bounty on my head I will still be on it Dollars in my brain I will still be focused They never said a word Now im shitting on them The grind is so good Got us built for this Murder on my mind Wish you could see in my head Shits crazy You would'nt understand Praying to God He would'nt see my way The devil came in hes arms wide open We got everything Its a murder scene He went on and snitched Had to shoot him clean If it aint money Don't come talk to me Devil whispering All inside my ear I can't loose my shit Its for family Depression trynna hit Had to force it to sleep Bagging up the shit Selling it to the streets Had an ugly bitch Living in front of my crib You can't f*ck with us If you f*ck with my opps Try and call the cops Imma pull out the glock Stashed all our money In a fucking shoebox Imma cut your body Feed it straight to my dogs You can't f*ck with us If you f*ck with my opps Try and call the cops Imma pull out the glock Stashed all our money In a fucking shoebox Imma cut your body Feed it straight to my dogs Dollars in my head Diamonds love to dance More money on the way You know we get that cake Rising up them numbers Yea i love them colors Clapped that ass right on ya Booty woop them dollars He ate my pussy He kept saying juicy I tasted off hes lips But then i had to dip Euros calling me You know i pick them bills This life never easy Free my bro Looney Yea i know the reals Trynna feed the team When everybody eats Were all making money When everybody eats Were all making money You can't f*ck with us If you f*ck with my opps Try and call the cops Imma pull out the glock Stashed all our money In a fucking shoebox Imma cut your body Feed it straight to my dogs You can't f*ck with us If you f*ck with my opps Try and call the cops Imma pull out the glock Stashed all our money In a fucking shoebox Imma cut your body Feed it straight to my dogs I be driving by I just passed your man He checking it out But i dont give a damn Money on my mind Please stay in your lane If you keep on talking shit Ill hit you with that thing Cuz we really started with nothing Now look at us were fucking bumping Don't need no one yea we got our hoes And f*ck the cops God free my bros He took the time Yea he crossed the line Pulled the trigger Yea it was devine Blood forever Yea it was a crime Demone rose i just made that line I just made that line eh I just made that line eh You can't f*ck with us If you f*ck with my opps Try and call the cops Imma pull out the glock Stashed all our money In a fucking shoebox Imma cut your body Feed it straight to my dogs You can't f*ck with us If you f*ck with my opps Try and call the cops Imma pull out the glock Stashed all our money In a fucking shoebox Imma cut your body Feed it straight to my dogs Free my bros f*ck the opps Fucking shoebox aye
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