ObeyThaRapper - Demons (Game Over)

I get to this money
You niggas be hating
You niggas is fake
Uh yea
My diamonds they Cuban
So Now yo bitch
Hit me like
She wanna link
Woah yeah
My wrist stay wet
Like a sink
That brown water
Fight the demons
I think
Yeah
I gotta go get
To the bank
Smoking all this cookie
Now a nigga
Can't think
Yeah
I get to this money
A nigga be restless
Spent a couple k
On the necklace
My lil bitty bitch
From the city
She reckless
She sucking me up
Watching Netflix
And the opps steady flexing
They think that it's working
We know that
They pockets
Be hurting
Gang pulling up
And we swerving
Yo bitch tryna fuck
But I'm curving
Man my flow so cold
Ain't no stopping me
Tax a nigga
Like it was monopoly
If he think
He gon run
On my property
Bitch I mob depp
A young prodigy
Keep yo clothes on
Cause you topping me
I remember
They Wouldn't acknowledge
Now they feel like
They owe me apologies
And of course its still
Haters Dick Riding me
But them niggas
Still hate
Cause I'm nexted up
Instead of watching me
Get yo checks up
Bitches shoot they shot
But I'm vest up
Can't let a bitch
Get me stressed up
Just a young nigga
Tryna flex Up
Niggas politicking
Niggas fed up
Tryna wonder how
I keep my bread up
Standing 10 toes
Keep my head up
Cause my heart cold
Deep freezer
My diamonds real
It broke the meter
Ain't tryna kick
It like adidas
I'm Feelin bold
Like an eagle
I'm Tryna be on rolling stone
A nigga flexin
Like the Beatles
I fear no man
See no evil
Cause it ain't hard
To relate
When niggas really
Wanna be you
So now I
Stay too myself
Because these niggas
Think we equal
I get to this money
You niggas be hating
You niggas is fake
Uh yea
My diamonds they Cuban
So Now yo bitch
Hit me like
She wanna link
Woah yeah
My wrist stay wet
Like a sink
That brown water
Fight the demons
I think
Yeah
I gotta go get
To the bank
Smoking all this cookie
Now a nigga
Can't think
Yeah

Written by:
Davon Johnson

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