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whole song: E C#m G#m
[Intro]
I-I can care less
'Cause they don't know me
I-I'm livin' my life, like
It has nothin' to Do with them, or, I'm not botherin' anyone
I will (Turn me up Dissan)
I got a song to tell right now, um
I was just thinkin' back on, from my, on my side of town
It really like, and it went a little somethin' like this
E C#m
Steady gettin' high, I can't sleep, ooh, what I
G#m E
'Cause the demons party all night long
C#m
Get it? Hahaha, haha
G#m
Yeah ('Cause the demons party all night long)
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[Verse 1]
E
I got the drugs, I ain't takin' no break
C#m
How many sticks in this bitch? It's 'bout eight
G#m
How many bitches I wanna hit? Eight
Can't see my eyes behind Cartier frames
E
Bitch, I'm a boss, I ain't throwin' no shade
C#m
Bitch, I'm bussed down from my watch to my chain
G#m
Made from a jail cell, camе out of poverty
Hard body, concrete, slidе with them Ks
Flash out with these whips, make that bitch Do a maze
Bitch, I'm a pimp, I got too many rings
I can't remember her, too many names
Just like the watch, I be switchin' the face
I want a yacht, sell that Bentley today
Fuck it, them crackers tryna get me for days
Go tell my label to bigger my budget
My stylist brought me too many damn things
Make another thirty million up inside of an eight-month span
Not my brother runnin' with them niggas sayin' he don't fuck with me, damn
For to hide all these bitches, might as well Go and buy more land
I'll hit a nigga ass with the Drac' with his baby in his hands, with his baby in his hands
I'ma die cryin', killed 'bout these millions,
don't play with these bands, nigga, don't play with these bands
Buy designer everything, got these hoes by the piece, tell 'em my piece fallin' off
All these scary-ass niggas facin' me, now they tryna see if they come over
[Break]
Oh, I
'Cause the demons party all night long
'Cause the demons party all night long
'Cause the demons party all night long
[Verse 2]
Swing with the stick, when they come, bust at their head
Playin' with my name, I'ma put you on obituary
Broke-ass nigga, ol' scary-ass nigga dare
I got the bitch way from Baltimore, coastin'
Sprayin' on a nigga, we don't give the boy no leverage
Shawty watch it dry, hope the bitch don't Go tell it
I was dead broke, cut some grass when Momo tell me