Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song By Tonight, artist - NoCap. Album song Steel Human, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 15.07.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
By Tonight |
Demons in my life |
Yeah, uh, uh, uh |
I got demons in my life, guns on my side |
Tryna make it out alive, ayy |
I can tell she been cryin' |
I bought the bitch designer, something wasn’t right, ayy |
I came back the truth, my hittas on the front line |
I bought a watch 'cause I got tired of duckin' one time |
I told my nigga give me a price, he said love |
They gon' be gone by the night like they Suge |
We need a bride for this Glock 'cause we ringin' it out |
I bumped my head 'cause that’s how bad a nigga needed a knot |
Forever put drugs in my body if I need it or not |
The hood was like a dealership, I was leavin' a lot |
I asked you did you fuck my nigga? |
And it hurt when you lied |
'Cause I wanted me and him to fuck you every time |
Why the fuck I bought her liquor for? |
This bitch, she keep whinin' |
They put that pistol in my hand, you better not sit it behind me |
Came up from nothin', I had a plan, I put my city behind me |
I know this pain last forever but don’t come and remind me |
Streets been callin' my phone, I don’t wanna decline |
It’s only two things I love, and that’s money and diamonds, yeah |
Let her fuck the squad, she was actin' like she couldn’t pick |
I just bought a MAC, that shit reminded her of lipstick |
I ain’t Sean John, but everything you did, I did it |
She’ll fuck a nigga soul, but tell a nigga she was tipsy |
If you with my uncle, you still know when I don’t feel |
And I tote a Smith &Wesson, not a Smith and will |
I heard everything you said, you just mad a nigga here |
Outfits like Corvettes, I been switchin' up my gear, oh |
And I’m like Shaquille, I bow my head and I kneel |
She ride without no license, you don’t have no idea, ayy |
Hate up on they face, nigga, and it came with tears |
Was young, fucking up the mall, prolly why I fuck with Quill |
We might start stealin' arms, I’m a risk taker |
Been fillin' up my lungs, Backwoods, Runtz, and white paper |
She don’t like the way it’s been going, she been threatenin' to leave |
She don’t get no attention if it’s up to me |
She shoot me middle fingers, I say when like I’m Vietnamese |
I’ll never kill Stephen, I’m higher than Mer-Curry |
Made a song, I got off lean, got back on it the next day |
I’m hurt, you ain’t askin' 'bout me, you keep askin' 'bout my mixtape |
I got demons in my life, guns on my side |
Tryna make it out alive, ayy |
I can tell she been cryin' |
I bought the bitch designer, something wasn’t right, ayy |
I came back the truth, my hittas on the front line |
I bought a watch 'cause I got tired of duckin' one time |
I told my nigga give me a price, he said love |
They gon' be gone by the night like they Suge |
We need a bride for this Glock 'cause we ringin' it out |
I bumped my head 'cause that’s how bad a nigga needed a knot |
Forever put drugs in my body if I need it or not |
The hood was like a dealership, I was leavin' a lot |
Ayy, I’m from the country, hit the interstate to go and buy some Gucci |
I don’t know nothin' 'bout that body, tryna do me like I’m Boosie |
Surprised that I’m home, I know them folks ain’t wanna free me |
I’m like Eric, I don’t do to much a talkin', it be hard for you to read me |
So these Glocks ain’t got no safety |
I watched a ton like RG3 |
If you play with me, it’s empty, I barely let my barber temp me |
Opps callin' my phone, I guess it got too hard for them |
We do the same thing, the same thing, you play, I’m sending 'em |
It mean the same thing, the same thing, like a synonym |
I can feel it gettin' shady, chances gettin' slim |
And ain’t talkin' Eminem |
You the one who ballin' so sit up on the rim |
You might not feel what I’m talkin' |
I’m just being real, I was just tryna chalk it |
Now I’m tryna chalk him |
I put the Percocets down, I still pray for this up here |
Why the fuck you come around if you had plans to disappear? |