Demon Time Lyrics – MVP
Singer: MVP
Title: Demon Time
Fighting my demons, and fighting the urge
Losing my cool, yes i’m ‘bout to splurge
Thinkin’ bout crossing i’ll take you to church
Ain’t talkin’ bout google but you on my search
Hearing them voices, got one on each shoulder
One in my left ear, the other in other
They know i got issues, i’m always on cover
Y’all really just actin’, no not danny glover
Spittin’ that fire don’t even get flamed
Underground with it, you still gettin’ trained
There is no playin’, on my terrain
Look at these skills, you need them to reign
Who you know poppin’ but ain’t got a feature
Who you know coldеr but not in the freezer
Who you know schoolin’ not evеn a teacher
I know that it’s me, so duh, i’m the leader
Keepin’ my name in they mouth for clout
Fightin’ with me leave you down for the count
Got shooters from pin, don’t make ‘em strikeout
I host the shows that pull in the crowds
Bar after bar, cause a dude wish he could
Ridin’ my dick, yea i wish a b#tch would
I’ll have you on death row, so just call me suge
Got stripes like a tiger, ‘round my neck of the woods
I lay low, my bank don’t, i keep a couple racks just in play dough
Get up in the ride, i say let’s roll
Ain’t in elementary, you don’t tell, show
Talkin’ out your rear, you just blow smoke
Everything you say, i’m like yea, sure
People talk sh#t, that’s just folk
Spazz out, stay loud, don’t need a f#ckin’ chorus imma let this sh#t drag out, stand out, they know i’m catchin bodies every time i pull the mag out, don’t doubt, imma come through you can’t even count the discount, you better catch up cause in hinds sight i brought pounds, just taking all my bars turn that sh#t into a bust down, dumbfound, the way i leave these rappers when they see i got my own sound…
Took a little gap, just so you can grasp
Took a little break, i was bouta gasp
Thinkin’ i’m gon’ stop, let me hit the gas
Bodying this beat, yea your #ss is grass
Draggin’ ya body right through the damn dirt
I’m covering tracks, but i’m on them first
I keep it original, been doing from birth
Can really just miss me tryin’ tell me my worth
Tick tock b#tch, no not the app
Qb in the game, but i never kap
When i’m on the track, yea it’s a wrap
Got ‘em running way, when i click the clack
When i take a shot, just know it slaps
Always makin money, i don’t need a trap
Music cross the country, just doing laps
If i don’t like the sh#t, guarenteed it’s scrapped
If you need a second
That’s fine
I’ll give you couple
Just rewind
No need to worry
Got plenty of time
I’m just getting started
This demon time
Don’t care what you state, i’m not ‘fraid of enemies
Can’t hold me back, there will be penalties
Just knock it off with all of the parodies
Can’t insult me with your insecurities
Look in the mirror, man just change ya ways
Never land in my ring, that’s word to mj
Go get your clan, yea this not a phase
I’m setting the record, and keeping it straight
If we in a race, i’m settin’ the pace
You think you a star, well not in my space
People are nosy, but not to my face
Then when i ask ‘em, they actin’ all dazed
How you gon’ be mad, you the b#tch that got caught
Actin’ like a dog, then upset you got walked
Heart of a lion, the eyes of a hawk
Actin’ real messy, then mad you got mopped…
Keep your mouth shut, no cease and desist
Banks never frozen, but look at my wrists
My sh#t is cadabra, y’all b#tches just wish
Outfits are tailored, they do ‘em real swift
They know i’m bout my coin
And i’m curry from the point
When i roll up to the joint
Yea i make a lotta noise
And i gotta lotta skill
Why i wear a lotta chill
Always stay up on my bills
On the way to make a mill
I don’t think i stuttered but but lemme lemme think
Keep it one hundred, it’s real in these streets
Got the queen of rap, even liking my tweets
Pushin’ my pen, so just have a seat
Shout out to nicki, i mean shout out to rap
Isn’t it the same, she got us here, facts
Fighting for the streams, yea she did it for the team
Now every lil’ artist, can get bucks like me
Get bucks, just luck, only time you see me is when i pop out in my new truck
If you think you f#ckin’ with me, hit ya with a “eh eh,”
Who’s what? do sumn… pray that i don’t do none
Ain’t f#ckin’ with the flow, that’s when i’m gon’ air it out
Yes i am the heir, best believe we gon’ spray it out
Always in the air, no this route, which cloud?
Left or right b#tch? don’t know where i wanna go now…go now… go now…
Red light green light, pull up in that paid for
If i show it off, all you need to know it’s paid for
Check score, when you see me up on that billboard
Times square, that’s what i pray for, please lord
Give me maya credit, annie know i’m a poet
When you hear my song, yea just know that i wrote it
Poppin’ in the club, sippin’ bottles of moet
If i really wanted, i coulda kept on going…
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