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Jayflow Escobar - Demons Single Lyrics



Jayflow Escobar - Demons Single Lyrics
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Me and my niggas demons but we killing demons
Pussy niggas didn't know we was down the street creeping
We finna do em in where they at they ain't gonna leave
Designer mismatch all my shooters they on fleek
Me and my niggas demons but we killing demons
Pussy niggas didn't know we was down the street creeping
We finna do em in where they at they ain't gonna leave
Designer mismatch all my shooters they on fleek
We aim for the head but we might hit the arteries
We gonna make sure that you suffer that you bleed
My niggas crying blood cause the life that you took
How You shooter but you shoot shots and can't look
See I write so much I might as well write a book
But this right here my story anyways this is my life
I be getting faded reminiscing all dam night
If I wasn't serving drugs nigga I was serving pipes
Pipe nigga bitch she gon catch feelings
She finna feel the kid but I can't give her love
I'm finna send her home in a Uber whip
That bitch she piped up and she gave me lip
I'm on the move now and I'm smoking canabis
I'm selling white girl my pocket looking overweighted
I got big racks in my jeans when I pull get a payment
My niggas demons they gon spread you out for the bread
We aiming for the head but we might hit the leg
I told you we gon make you suffer till your really dead
So don't you ever try to come around here and slide as a threat
The pistol that we toating it got one in the head yeah yeah
Me and my niggas demons but we killing demons
Pussy niggas didn't know we was down the street creeping
We finna do em in where they at they ain't gonna leave
Designer mismatch all my shooters they on fleek
We aim for the head but we might hit the arteries
We gonna make sure that you suffer that you bleed
My niggas crying blood cause of the life that you took
How You shooter but you shoot shots and can't look
You ain't no shooter you a pussy nigga with a pistol
You ain't no demon and definitely ain't no angel
I'm bout chop these niggas up like they was vegetable
Sometimes I get high off the edible
I spend a couple racks on my drip because I'm able
I know they mad now cause these niggas all hateful
I count up money pray to the lord because I'm grateful
These niggas so misleading I can see they deceitful
I gotta toat that pistol with me bitch it's lethal
If he say smoke then we smoke him like sour diesel
Turn a nigga into ashes no crematorium
I just know I'm up next I'm tryna go platinum
Demons holding me back that's why I pray at night
See super preacher serve the lord I'm here to fight his fight
I know with him inside that I got a light
I was in the darkness my spark had to ignite
Yeah yeah yeah yeah Super baby Super Preacher
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Me and my niggas demons but we killing demons
Pussy niggas didn't know we was down the street creeping
We finna do em in where they at they ain't gonna leave
Designer mismatch all my shooters they on fleek
Me and my niggas demons but we killing demons
Pussy niggas didn't know we was down the street creeping
We finna do em in where they at they ain't gonna leave
Designer mismatch all my shooters they on fleek
We aim for the head but we might hit the arteries
We gonna make sure that you suffer that you bleed
My niggas crying blood cause the life that you took
How You shooter but you shoot shots and can't look
See I write so much I might as well write a book
But this right here my story anyways this is my life
I be getting faded reminiscing all dam night
If I wasn't serving drugs nigga I was serving pipes
Pipe nigga bitch she gon catch feelings
She finna feel the kid but I can't give her love
I'm finna send her home in a Uber whip
That bitch she piped up and she gave me lip
I'm on the move now and I'm smoking canabis
I'm selling white girl my pocket looking overweighted
I got big racks in my jeans when I pull get a payment
My niggas demons they gon spread you out for the bread
We aiming for the head but we might hit the leg
I told you we gon make you suffer till your really dead
So don't you ever try to come around here and slide as a threat
The pistol that we toating it got one in the head yeah yeah
Me and my niggas demons but we killing demons
Pussy niggas didn't know we was down the street creeping
We finna do em in where they at they ain't gonna leave
Designer mismatch all my shooters they on fleek
We aim for the head but we might hit the arteries
We gonna make sure that you suffer that you bleed
My niggas crying blood cause of the life that you took
How You shooter but you shoot shots and can't look
You ain't no shooter you a pussy nigga with a pistol
You ain't no demon and definitely ain't no angel
I'm bout chop these niggas up like they was vegetable
Sometimes I get high off the edible
I spend a couple racks on my drip because I'm able
I know they mad now cause these niggas all hateful
I count up money pray to the lord because I'm grateful
These niggas so misleading I can see they deceitful
I gotta toat that pistol with me bitch it's lethal
If he say smoke then we smoke him like sour diesel
Turn a nigga into ashes no crematorium
I just know I'm up next I'm tryna go platinum
Demons holding me back that's why I pray at night
See super preacher serve the lord I'm here to fight his fight
I know with him inside that I got a light
I was in the darkness my spark had to ignite
Yeah yeah yeah yeah Super baby Super Preacher
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Writer: Jayflow Escobar
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Performed By: Jayflow Escobar
Language: English
Length: 2:55
Written by: Jayflow Escobar
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