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Cantave - Demons Lyrics



Cantave - Demons Lyrics
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All the pain up in this shit
Them rainy days the nights I spent
I'm always ready to go and blitz
I used to crash out almost passed out now I'm calm and on my shit
Goofy niggas tryna hoe me
You couldn't play me ima vet
Close out cause when I shoot that bitch gone hit just like a missile
Talking shit up on the net I think you dodging the real issue
Come correct when you speaking
You know, I'm always official
I speak facts you niggas cap I swear that's why I don't f*** with you
I keep the peace and I keep up with my own shit
All I f*** want is money ima stack until I can't
Did this shit all by myself and i don't got no real intent
Besides money cash cash all that shit I'm tryna print
Quick to use my flash pass how I skip niggas
Cut em off and Act like I don't know em I'm to quick wit em
I Run up Hella plays and do my job just like I'm posed to
I don't hang with no niggas I ain't famous just won't approach you
Niggas say I switched up, but we all go thru shit
How would you feel repeated shots and after All them bitches missed
I put in Hella work i know they see me bitch I'm coming trim
And i don't got to say much to these niggas cause I know I'm him
I get on any beat and spazz my ass off I'm official
Niggas failing to keep up i know they stuck I'm out they reach
And every night I pray to god one day that ima leap
And I Know niggas watching tryna see me in defeat
Once I reach the top I'm never falling down and that's on bro
Unless a bag is at the bottom bitch I won't ever fold
I won't ever fold unless a bag is at the bottom, bitch I won't ever fold
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All the pain up in this shit
Them rainy days the nights I spent
I'm always ready to go and blitz
I used to crash out almost passed out now I'm calm and on my shit
Goofy niggas tryna hoe me
You couldn't play me ima vet
Close out cause when I shoot that bitch gone hit just like a missile
Talking shit up on the net I think you dodging the real issue
Come correct when you speaking
You know, I'm always official
I speak facts you niggas cap I swear that's why I don't f*** with you
I keep the peace and I keep up with my own shit
All I f*** want is money ima stack until I can't
Did this shit all by myself and i don't got no real intent
Besides money cash cash all that shit I'm tryna print
Quick to use my flash pass how I skip niggas
Cut em off and Act like I don't know em I'm to quick wit em
I Run up Hella plays and do my job just like I'm posed to
I don't hang with no niggas I ain't famous just won't approach you
Niggas say I switched up, but we all go thru shit
How would you feel repeated shots and after All them bitches missed
I put in Hella work i know they see me bitch I'm coming trim
And i don't got to say much to these niggas cause I know I'm him
I get on any beat and spazz my ass off I'm official
Niggas failing to keep up i know they stuck I'm out they reach
And every night I pray to god one day that ima leap
And I Know niggas watching tryna see me in defeat
Once I reach the top I'm never falling down and that's on bro
Unless a bag is at the bottom bitch I won't ever fold
I won't ever fold unless a bag is at the bottom, bitch I won't ever fold
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Writer: Dean Cantave Jr.
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Language: English
Length: 1:54
Written by: Dean Cantave Jr.
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