Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Devils, Monkeys, Burdens , by - Hotboii. Release date: 09.12.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Devils, Monkeys, Burdens |
| I got the devil, monkeys and burdens, they all on my back |
| Applyin' pressure in the field, I swear to god they fallin' back |
| Youngin' runnin' with extensions, who taught em that? |
| We got choppers now, we never gotta call the lumberjack |
| Some of my niggas love to jack |
| Some of my niggas love to trap |
| He take that 'cause he wanted that |
| Or post up where that corner at |
| Ain’t get accustomed to this life |
| I already been a part of that |
| Yeah, 'fore you drill go get the mask |
| You can’t get caught up livin' fast |
| Showin' too much love, the outcome will never change |
| If I alter how I show love, it might alter all of my pain |
| And we drillin' all in a week, how I’m feelin' it’s them or me |
| I know niggas that talk to troll but was killin' shit in the street |
| You gon' salute me or shoot me, either or? |
| So, it shouldn’t be no confusion |
| Just like an opp though, these niggas pussy, they cutchie |
| Once he meet the chopstick, he’ll be sushi |
| And this Draco come with drums just like a biscuit and a two-piece |
| I’ll never tell 'em 'bout what I did when I slid |
| I got lead, can’t ride without it |
| Caught a opp, you ain’t slide |
| Can’t be 'round while I’m here |
| I’m the trophy, what I look like, slime, when I got niggas for that |
| I got the devil, monkeys and burdens, they all on my back |
| Applyin' pressure in the field, I swear to god they fallin' back |
| Youngin' runnin' with extensions, who taught em that? |
| We got choppers now, we never gotta call the lumberjack |
| Some of my niggas love to jack |
| Some of my niggas love to trap |
| He take that 'cause he wanted that |
| Or post up where that corner at |
| Ain’t get accustomed to this life |
| I already been a part of that |
| Yeah, 'fore you drill go get the mask |
| You can’t get caught up livin' fast |
| I was in the fast lane, I went and got codeine |
| Mama told me, «Oh, child, slow down on the speed» |
| Never lackin', you couldn’t catch a z if you was goin' to sleep |
| Yeah they rap what they gon' do to me but instead they do to be |
| Been through some pain, 'posed to be soothin' me but instead you losin' me |
| Walked through the rain, I kept my rain coat that’s where my toolie be |
| What’s his name got fake jewelry |
| That ain’t got nothin' to do with me |
| Yeah I been on game, I just play dumb, you was never foolin' me |
| Okay stand on what you said, don’t make you follow up |
| Rule number one on the beat just keep it where you got it from |
| I promise you, I’m smokin' presidential, roll up Donald Trump |
| I promise you, the way this glizzy be spinnin' it’ll make Donald Duck |
| I got the devil, monkeys and burdens, they all on my back |
| Applyin' pressure in the field, I swear to god they fallin' back |
| Youngin' runnin' with extensions, who taught em that? |
| We got choppers now, we never gotta call the lumberjack |
| Some of my niggas love to jack |
| Some of my niggas love to trap |
| He take that 'cause he wanted that |
| Or post up where that corner at |
| Ain’t get accustomed to this life |
| I already been a part of that |
| Yeah, 'fore you drill go get the mask |
| You can’t get caught up livin' fast |