Concentrated lyrics
by Eem Triplin
Devil on my shoulder he be asking me for pain, looking at the moon it's guiding me the way, everywhere I go I see you in the rain, These blunts hurting me I think it's time to change
Rolling up a 4 gram spliff puff it all away. Oxy, liquor, pills mix 'em then I fade away. Roll up in a matte black Porsche then I skirt away. Hop out with a blondie, nice hips, blue eyes. Angel on my shoulder he be telling me to stay. Everytime I take a hit I don't think i’ma stay. The Devil want my soul. I tell him gimme space. Drugs need my time but I only have bad taste
Devil on my shoulder he be asking me for pain, looking at the moon it's guiding me the way, everywhere I go I see you in the rain, These blunts hurting me I think it's time to change
Tell me it'll be ok i dont think ima be ok. Everywhere I go I see demons with a smiley face. 10 bands for a louis bag. Keep a Glock right on my waist. Paparazzi taking pics but ion even show my face. Walk em down right wit that choppa it gon be a murder case. Skirt off in a jaguar ima do the race. b*tch i'm wearing gucci i ain't ever talk sh*t. If you come up on me ima have to pop sh*t
Devil on my shoulder he be asking me for pain, looking at the moon it's guiding me the way, everywhere I go I see you in the rain, These blunts hurting me I think it's time to change