CRY DINE - Demon Time (feat. BIG30) Lyrics

They say they lookin' over you, I don't give a f*ck
I been out here in these trenches tryna run up dirty bucks
Can't f*ck that shit off in the club Bitches wanna give me love
Cuz they know I got a buzz cuz you know I ran it up
A hundred thousand on my mind nigga that's all the time
I'm on the grind I'm down to shine, nigga I'm runnin'mine
Ayy bricks and bells they never tell nigga I ain't scared of jail
Ayy break the scale nigga the money count is goin for real
Ayy chopper to the face, told that nigga, what's the case
Ayy left a man in the basement leaking from the dirty eight
I love the straight, I pump the gas nigga get out the way
I got a demon on my face, scrapin out the pavement
Damn ayy demon time my nigga down to shine
My niggas on the grind I be toting on four nickel
Ain't take no wooden Nickel boy, you softer than some tissue
I'm out here too official I be with them grave diggers
They tryna slay some yeah they tryna face some
Yeah they tryna take some A hundred blues up on my mind
They blitzing just like Madden
Mind Over matter where the bitch she the baddest
Rip her out the plastic, treat her like elastic
Put it all on the floor and make her do gymnastics
Treat me like a rapper nigga Im a trapper
Nigga Ima stamp ya and get ya gone Nigga
Damn ayy demon time my nigga down to shine
My niggas on the grind I be toting on four nickel
Aint take no wooden nickel boy You softer than some tissue
I'm out here too official I be with them grave diggers
They tryna slay some yeah they tryna face some
Yeah they tryna take some a hundred blues up on my mind
They blitzing just like Madden
Mind Over matter where the bitch she the baddest
Ayy I roll with Baby Threat real killer certified member
Niggas don't want that ill so we put switches on the pistol
You hear that brr brr brr cover your face boy we pop a pimple
You think shit's sweet come try your luck I swear this shit ain't simple
First he was blood we hit him up now he permanently crippled
Now let me switch it up and tell you about these other niggas
Before 2020 that boy went and he ain't told none
Down to 20 years ago, daddy had me holdin guns
Thirteen years later I was on her loadin guns
Not just for show gun, don't pick it up and scold guns
Them murder weapon them just not somethin you should hold guns
Black Lamb truck 4G all the road runnin
Damn ayy demon time, my niggas down to shine
My niggas on the grind, I be totin off on niggas
They takin' up with the niggas boy you softer than some tissue
I'm out here too official I be with them gray diggers
They tryna slay some, yeah, they tryna face some
Yeah they tryna take some, a hundred blues up on my mind
They blitz it just like Madden
Man of a matter where the bitch she the baddest