Demon Time

I'm about to be on some real murder shit, ayy
I'm telling you, man
Any nigga that ever looked at me wrong.
Ayy, bro, ayy, bro, ayy, bro, load that muthafucka up

Whoever said any jealous bullshit about me is fucking dead
It's time to slide, nigga
You understand what the fuck I'm saying? Ayy, they're fucking dead, man
I don't give a fuck about nothing, man

I dropped tears for my niggas, bitch
They kill my brothers, I ain't goin' send er
Shot out this extended clip
Just speakin' on it ah get ah nigga killed

Them hoes around, naw I ain't sparin'
Not ah bitch, they know what nigga's did
They like, who issue? Bitch, that nigga Pig
Y'all think they gangsta cause they brag, bitch

I don't speak on what a nigga did
I take that back, we put him in a Cig
They took my bro from his lil' boy
Know how that feel

Fuck them niggas' kids
Know they won't spare me if they catch ah nigga
So I been tryna' stretch ah nigga
Put his ass right on that stretcher, nigga

My mama know I'm tryna' catch a nigga
He might be dead from the first shot, but fuck that
Give that boy some extras, nigga
Don't call my brothers when I'm out on missions

Cause I like ridin' by myself
Plus, I got 33 on me like Pippen
This 23, I feel like Michael Jordan
Them bullets dislocate yo body parts

I shoot this bitch like Robert Horry
My bro done like you on that demon time
Cause I want bloodshed for bro
Nem give a fuck about they people cryin'

Bitch, I lost brothers
Yeah, three of mine
So ima creep and up the score
Soon as you slip, they gon' say we was slidin'

He think he safe, he with his people hidin'
They drop that low, we gon' be spinnin'
How you lookin' like them people noddin'
Nah, I can't go

Them niggas crossed the line
My auntie tell me to be safe
I'm like, I do this with me all the time
Plus, I know God got a nigga back

And I know demons in me still ah pray to God and get a nigga whacked
I know my brothers got a nigga back
And I still watch these niggas close
Cause I know friends ah stab you in the back

And my lil sister know a nigga trap
Soon as she call my phone, she know she got it the first time she ask
That's on my soul
Them niggas bet not lack

Come through and send some shots
They don't get hit on bro
I'm spinnin' back
And y'all hoes just be in the way

Y'all better pray that y'all ain't with them niggas
They get killed today
See how it look
Them bitches hit his face

And hit his neck
Now tell them people how that nigga stretched
Them niggas know that I'm on demon time
My bro nem like you on that demon time

Them niggas know that I'm on demon time
All that dissin' on them tracks ain't gon' do shit but get a nigga whacked
Demon time
My bro nem like you on that demon time

Them niggas know that I'm on demon time
My bro nem like you on that demon time



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Writer(s): Richard Woods
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