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French Montana

Devil Want My Soul

 

Devil Want My Soul

(album: Mac & Cheese 3 - 2012)


[Hook: x2]
I pray to God I ain't ever dying broke
If I ever owe you, you ain't ever going broke
Everything you seen been the realist shit you saw
What the business is keep minds on Allah
Devil want my soul, Bitches turn me cold
Bottle after bottle watching bitches on a pole
Promise never fold, Money never fold
Gettin money fast, watchin niggers dying slow

[Verse 1:]
Whippin on that slow
Hoppin out that ghost
With a hundred chains on this industry is cold
Fuck them niggas song
Everything we saw
Made it out the corner, I'm fifty racks a show
Whippin on that stove
Got my money grown money
Orders to my brother, ice got em all hung
Hustle in my bones
Better watch your tone
Niggas catch your life just for talkin on that phone
We get it on our own
Now everythin we own
Tell em stop smalls talkin, all my money grown
Mansion on my own
Coke boy talk
Made it out the bottom, out the bottom like I told em

[Hook: x2]
I pray to God I ain't ever dying broke
If I ever owe you, you ain't ever going broke
Everything you seen been the realist shit you saw
What the business is keep minds on Allah
Devil want my soul, Bitches turn me cold
Bottle after bottle watching bitches on a pole
Promise never fold, Money never fold
Gettin money fast, watchin niggers dying slow

[Verse 2:]
Promise never fold (aah)
And my money never fold (aah)
Made it to the top like I told em (aah)
Let em keep talkin I'mma show em (aah)
That I'mma bring to any nigga that want it
Ooh devil wants my soul
Self made millionaire! no nigga I owe
Made it out that hole, now watch a nigga ball
24 chains, 24k gold
High School to the Pros, ballin like lebron
Would not, young niggas tressin, goin hard
Came up I was poor, now rosé I pour
And I ain't scared of shit nigga

[Hook: x2]
I pray to God I ain't ever dying broke
If I ever owe you, you ain't ever going broke
Everything you seen been the realist shit you saw
What the business is keep minds on Allah
Devil want my soul, Bitches turn me cold
Bottle after bottle watching bitches on a pole
Promise never fold, Money never fold
Gettin money fast, watchin niggers dying slow

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