Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Demons, artist - NoCap. Album song The Backend Child, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 27.05.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
Demons |
Vicasso on another one |
SephGotTheWaves |
Pull up Hellcat, I hope I passed all them demons |
Money came with way more problems than I was thinkin' |
Ice on me, hope I don’t turn into anemic |
Sleepin' in the hood but I was California dreamin' |
Problems, more money, more problems, more guns |
Every time that it’s smoke, make sure we cloud up our lungs |
More money, more problems, I still see blood on them dollars |
Them haters motivate, we wouldn’t be nothin' without 'em |
Yeah, yeah, hah |
New Givenchy |
Coupe came in red, but I promise it’s not Rucci Renni |
Lil' Joe ride man, but tomorrow I’m goin' to see the dentist |
Want smoke until we beat your block until it look like Emmett |
Glass house the new ride, my haters gotta see me in it |
Nigga probably still’ll drop a dime with a handful of pennies |
Popped shawty on a boat, but I promise it’s a different ending |
Who would’ve knew that dyin' was so easy? |
Who would’ve knew that it’s so hard to survive? |
Who would’ve knew that dyin' is so easy? |
Who would’ve knew that it’s so hard alive? |
I do drugs, even in my interviews |
I been broken but they don’t see my inner views |
Broke inside, so I came outside with racks on me |
My plug ain’t say he was in a trap, so why he rat on me? |
Ain’t losing weight, but I walk 'round with this bag on me |
Ain’t doin' no ceilings, but I still… |
Pull up Hellcat, I hope I passed all them demons |
Money came with way more problems than I was thinkin' |
Ice on me, hope I don’t turn into anemic |
Sleepin' in the hood but I was California dreamin' |
Problems, more money, more problems, more guns |
Every time that it’s smoke, make sure we cloud up our lungs |
More money, more problems, I still see blood on them dollars |
Them haters motivate, we wouldn’t be nothin' without 'em |
Who would’ve knew that dyin' was so easy? |
Who would’ve knew that it’s so hard to survive? |
Who would’ve knew that dyin' is so easy? |
Who would’ve knew that it’s so hard alive? |
Dyin' seem easy, ain’t got a place to sleep |
Ran out of luck, but never felt like it was chasing me |
Late nights prayin', knees achin', I can’t wait to see a blessing |
But we up, them niggas hate to see it, why they wanna hate on me? |
Pull up drop-top, don’t even know the weather (It might rain) |
Even if she the hottest in the hood, I still won’t sweat her |
You left me hangin' in the rain but it’s whatever (But it’s whatever) |
They threw dirt on my name and you gave 'em the shovel, look |
Ayy, livin' harder than it seems, and dyin' easier than it look |
All of these bitches want a ring and most of 'em don’t know how to cook |
They ain’t wanna see me make it, now I’m up, I got 'em shook |
They won’t believe the shit I been through, fuck a movie, this a book |
Pull up Hellcat, I hope I passed all them demons |
Money came with way more problems than I was thinkin' |
Ice on me, hope I don’t turn into anemic |
Sleepin' in the hood but I was California dreamin' |
Problems, more money, more problems, more guns |
Every time that it’s smoke, make sure we cloud up our lungs |
More money, more problems, I still see blood on them dollars |
Them haters motivate, we wouldn’t be nothin' without 'em |
Yeah, yeah, hah |