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• Artiste: Yung Pinch
• Titre: Devils Way
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I'ma tell you one more time It's your girl, not mine You can have her it's okay Yeah All night, she's been on your mind Staying out, getting high while your lying at your place If she takes one more line, then she'll be fine with a smile on her face Dear Jesus, help her for Heaven's sake I'm a believer, fell for the devil's ways It's a world full of sinners laying in bed awake Dealing with demons, thеy come in whatever shapе I stay by the beach 'cause this world so cold I got all I need and I keep that close All she want is me, you already know She belong to the streets, they don't got a soul Dear Jesus, help her for Heaven's sake, yeah She need you like I need a fucking break This lifestyle keeps on controlling me Can you see the toll it takes? Lord, please keep the homies safe We ain't gon' sleep 'til the sun rise Party 'til we all see daylight I'm drinking too much on the weekends Catch me as I fall into the deep end All night, she's been on your mind Staying out, getting high while your lying at your place If she takes one more line, then she'll be fine with a smile on her face Dear Jesus, help her for Heaven's sake I'm a believer, fell for the devil's ways It's a world full of sinners laying in bed awake Dealing with demons, they come in whatever shape Yeah, they come in whatever shapes I can't give her all of mine, I had to delegate Tried to keep 'em all inside to be your saving grace But I broke a promise I said I'd never break Sold out on the road, I had to celebrate Burning through the money like it's hella fake, yeah Before I'm rising higher than I'll ever sing (Than I'll ever sing) Find me your supplier, we need everything, yeah I got money in the dryer 'cause I wash my chains (Yeah, I wash my) I'm a fly clothes pile with low self esteem (Yeah) Bitch, I'm high profile (Bitch, I'm high profile) You could bite my style, still can't fuck with me