Olamide Ft Jackmillz – Demons Lyrics
[Chorus – Jackmillz]
All my life, I’ve been shooting stars,I got demons in my closet but we stayed alive
I’ve been living on my mind, I just want the cash, cos the ladies want the joy so we pull up in a ride
I got Gucci on my body, Louis on my shoe, spent like 50 on the chain diamonds, dancing in the room
I’m getting faded, they say I’m overrated when I pull up in the city you know they never (?)
Fuck what you saying, fuck what you doing, they don’t really give a fuck, they just wanna chill with you
I’m on a go yeah, I’m in a roll yeah, she just chilling with the niggas that can change her soul
Diamonds on my cloth, I got, on my shoes, on my wrist on my neck, now the bitches got the flu
They just freeze, freeze, freeze, freeze and they freeze, freeze, freeze, freeze
[Verse – Olamide]
I’m a sole survivor, all my dogs are riders ain’t nobody flyer, oga check the radar
When it comes to cheddar, I’m a generator, I don’t really need her, I need the money (?)
All my nigga trapping, so the booty clapping, if a nigga try me, then we get the Ak clapping
When I spend a Milly, I got a hundred milly back, bless the Lord blessing me homie you better believe me
I’m still on my grind like a (?) shoot anybody my sight is foggy, that bitch wanna try me, she wanna fvck me, buh she know I’m cocky
This lame nigga tryna stop my bag but I’m steady plugging, Yankee’s tiji like (?) shoot a niggas wont be lucky
Boy bad like Skepta, all of my goons are mad and mental, chop your body, go for konga then she won’t be online
Eleje ni mi mo kan’ra gan mehn oju mi ko fine, designer or no designer mo gara my swag is divine
[Chorus – Jackmillz]
All my life, I’ve been shooting stars,I got demons in my closet but we stayed alive
I’ve been living on my mind, I just want the cash, cos the ladies want the joy so we pull up in a ride
I got Gucci on my body, Louis on my shoe, spent like 50 on the chain diamonds, dancing in the room
I’m getting faded, they say I’m overrated when I pull up in the city you know they never (?)
Fuck what you saying, fuck what you doing, they don’t really give a fuck, they just wanna chill with you
I’m on a go yeah, I’m in a roll yeah, she just chilling with the niggas that can change her soul
Diamonds on my cloth, I got, on my shoes, on my wrist on my neck, now the bitches got the flu
They just freeze, freeze, freeze, freeze and they freeze, freeze, freeze, freeze
All my life, I’ve been shooting stars,I got demons in my closet but we stayed alive
I’ve been living on my mind, I just want the cash, cos the ladies want the joy so we pull up in a ride
I got Gucci on my body, Louis on my shoe, spent like 50 on the chain diamonds, dancing in the room
I’m getting faded, they say I’m overrated when I pull up in the city you know they never (?)
Fuck what you saying, fuck what you doing, they don’t really give a fuck, they just wanna chill with you
I’m on a go yeah, I’m in a roll yeah, she just chilling with the niggas that can change her soul
Diamonds on my cloth, I got, on my shoes, on my wrist on my neck, now the bitches got the flu
They just freeze, freeze, freeze, freeze and they freeze, freeze, freeze, freeze
[Verse – Olamide]
I’m a sole survivor, all my dogs are riders ain’t nobody flyer, oga check the radar
When it comes to cheddar, I’m a generator, I don’t really need her, I need the money (?)
All my nigga trapping, so the booty clapping, if a nigga try me, then we get the Ak clapping
When I spend a Milly, I got a hundred milly back, bless the Lord blessing me homie you better believe me
I’m still on my grind like a (?) shoot anybody my sight is foggy, that bitch wanna try me, she wanna fvck me, buh she know I’m cocky
This lame nigga tryna stop my bag but I’m steady plugging, Yankee’s tiji like (?) shoot a niggas wont be lucky
Boy bad like Skepta, all of my goons are mad and mental, chop your body, go for konga then she won’t be online
Eleje ni mi mo kan’ra gan mehn oju mi ko fine, designer or no designer mo gara my swag is divine
[Chorus – Jackmillz]
All my life, I’ve been shooting stars,I got demons in my closet but we stayed alive
I’ve been living on my mind, I just want the cash, cos the ladies want the joy so we pull up in a ride
I got Gucci on my body, Louis on my shoe, spent like 50 on the chain diamonds, dancing in the room
I’m getting faded, they say I’m overrated when I pull up in the city you know they never (?)
Fuck what you saying, fuck what you doing, they don’t really give a fuck, they just wanna chill with you
I’m on a go yeah, I’m in a roll yeah, she just chilling with the niggas that can change her soul
Diamonds on my cloth, I got, on my shoes, on my wrist on my neck, now the bitches got the flu
They just freeze, freeze, freeze, freeze and they freeze, freeze, freeze, freeze
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