Testo Letter to the Devil - Finesse2Tymes
Testo della canzone Letter to the Devil (Finesse2Tymes), tratta dall'album RAP
Wrote a letter to the devil
Finesse, two of 'em
Wrote a letter to the devil (Marz)
Wrote a letter to the devil
My stomach fucked up, but I'm still drankin' (still drankin'), I'm s'posed to be puttin' my health first
I'm makin' sure e'rbody else good, I'm s'posed to be puttin' myself first (me)
If that bitch wanna go, I can't save her (go dat way), best friend done turned to a hater (ah, shit)
Nigga takin' my kindness for weakness, the record labels wanna play with my paper (what the fuck?)
They want me to play dumb, I ain't (I ain't), baby mamas want love, I can't (I can't)
Actin' innocent like you a saint (huh?) get the fuck out my face 'fore I blank (bitch)
Family members want play on my mental (why?), turn a humble man to a killer (like hrrrt)
You speak on my name, I ain't squashin' shi' (shi'), when I see, I gotta get with him (it's war)
This mornin' I wrote me a letter (what it say?) seem like I can't get it together (mane, I can't)
I'm slowly turnin' to a rebel (I'm switchin'), might as well give my life to the devil (like, "Fuck it")
What the fuck God doin' for me? (Huh?) death gotta be good, 'cause life hurts (it gotta be)
Social media playin' wit' a nigga name, the fame and money make life worse (life worse)
I try to find peace in my kids (but what?) but my baby mama want me to pay for it (wait for it)
I already tried to work it out (I tried), I already tried to pray for it (amen)
Hearin' voices, I'm weak, I can't shleep (I can't), losin' weight, I'm skressin', I can't eat (I can't eat)
Mama told me to think 'fore I do it, I'm tryin', I promise, but mama, I can't think
I'd rather go vent to my fans, can't vent to my man's, that nigga might judge me (nigga might judge)
It don't e'en feel right when they hug me (it don't), I don't like when folks tell me they love me (don't say that)
I don't like when folks tell me they with me (don't say that), how the fuck you with me? You just met me (that's cap)
Stopped wearin' my chains around niggas, 'cause jewelry'll make niggas jealous (mane, that's crazy)
You countin' another nigga pockets (another nigga pockets), worryin' 'bout another nigga profit (worryin' 'bout another nigga profit)
Sit and watch another nigga pop it (watch another nigga), haters turnt up, they thought I was floppin' (they thought)
I'm at war with niggas I don't know (I don't know 'em), niggas askin' for shit I don't owe (I don't owe 'em)
Nigga ain't got a hunnid thousand dollars, but they talmbout uppin' the score (broke as hell)
You countin' another nigga pockets (another nigga pockets), worryin' 'bout another nigga profit (worryin' 'bout another nigga profit)
Sit and watch another nigga pop it (watch another nigga), haters turnt up, they thought I was floppin' (they thought)
I'm at war with niggas I don't know (I don't know 'em), niggas askin' for shit I don't owe (I don't owe 'em)
Nigga ain't got a hunnid thousand dollars, but they talmbout uppin' the score (broke as hell)
My heart on zero below (I'm cold, wrote a letter to the devil)
I got my life on DND right now (wrote a letter to the devil)
I don't wanna be disturbed
It's my letter to the devil (wrote a letter to the devil)
But I don't fuck with you, nigga (wrote a letter to the devil)
If you want me, come get me, ain't shit up here no way (Marz)
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Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Ricky Hampton
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