MDM London - Soul Currency Lyrics

Sold my soul for your magic
Tragic how it happened
Gasoline and matches

Sipping on poison
Making bad choices
Drugs got me feeling like I'm chosen
Oh shit
London
Who this
Bad bitch
Whole lotta gang shit
I been booling gang gang bitch

Sold my soul for your magic
Tragic how it happened
Gasoline and matches

Sold my soul for your magic
Tragic how it happened
Gasoline and matches

Shorty got some Problems
I think I could solve it
I got Big dick energy
F*ck me like you love me
In yah two piece
Strolling down Beverly Hills
Hollywood got me popping hella pills
Shit gets real
Lights camera action
I can feel it
Fame
I gave it all for the fame
Fame ohh
Now everybody gonna know my name

Sold my soul for your magic
Tragic how it happened
Gasoline and matches

Sold my soul for your magic
Tragic how it happened
Gasoline and matches

You leave me speechless
My poor melancholy heart
I was searching for the light
Yet I was blind along
The drugs can't hurt me
I'm better off alone
Better off alone
Better off alone
I don't need no friends
I'm just fine in my own

Sold my soul for your magic
Tragic how it happened
Gasoline and matches

Demons got me thinking
Spirits almost peaking
Really I'm just healing
My last overdose
Cobain when you lie
Cocaine in your eyes
Consuming the dark
Shadows of the light
Children of divine
Let your spirits rise