Luyện nghe bài hát Devil Wants My Soul

I pray to God I ain't ever dying
If I ever owe you, you ever going broke
Everything you been the realist shit you saw
What the is keep minds on the low
Devil my soul, Bitches turn me cold
after bottle watching bitches on a pole
Promise never fold, Money never
Gettin' money fast, watchin' dying slow

I to God I ain't ever dying broke
If I ever owe you, you ain't ever broke
Everything you seen been the shit you saw
What the business is minds on the low
Devil my soul, Bitches turn me cold
Bottle after watching bitches on a pole
Promise never fold, Money fold
Gettin' money fast, watchin' dying slow

Whippin' on slow
out that Ghost
With a hundred on this industry is cold
Fuck niggas told
we sold
Made it out that corner, I'm fifty racks a
Whippin' on stove
Got my money money
Orders to my brother, ice got 'em all
in my bones
Better your tone
cash your life just for talkin' on that phone
We get it on our own
Now we own
Tell 'em stop small talkin', all my money
on my arm
Coke boy
Made it out the bottom, out the bottom I told 'em

I pray to God I ain't dying broke
If I ever owe you, you ever going broke
Everything you seen the realist shit you saw
What the business is minds on the low
Devil my soul, Bitches turn me cold
after bottle watching bitches on a pole
Promise never fold, Money fold
Gettin' money fast, watchin' niggas slow

I pray to God I ain't ever broke
If I ever owe you, you ever going broke
Everything you seen been the realist you saw
What the business is minds on the low
Devil want my soul, Bitches turn me
after bottle watching bitches on a pole
Promise fold, Money never fold
Gettin' money fast, watchin' dying slow

never fold (aah)
And my money never (aah)
Made it to the top I told 'em (aah)
Let 'em talkin' I'mma show 'em (aah)
And bring to any nigga that want it
Ooh want my soul
Self millionaire, no nigga I owe
Made it out that hole, now watch a nigga
24 chains, 24k
High to the Pros, ballin like Lebron
Hood got young niggas stressin' bald
Came up I was poor, now Rosé I
And I ain't scared of shit just a nigga broke

I to God I ain't ever dying broke
If I ever owe you, you ain't ever broke
Everything you seen been the realist you saw
What the is keep minds on the low
want my soul, Bitches turn me cold
Bottle bottle watching bitches on a pole
Promise never fold, Money fold
Gettin' money fast, watchin' niggas slow

I pray to God I ain't dying broke
If I ever owe you, you ever going broke
Everything you seen the realist shit you saw
What the business is minds on the low
Devil my soul, Bitches turn me cold
Bottle after bottle watching on a pole
Promise fold, Money never fold
money fast, watchin' niggas dying slow