Demi Lovato

Ruin Your Day & Chase Moore & Eddy I. & Esem & Frak & Lush One & Fredo Algebra - Rap
Demi Lovato
2 Plays
Duration: 5:08
Lyrics
[Verse 1: Eddy I.] Yo, join a race dog it's up to you I'm John Wick in this bitch, means you get stuck with the number too You're fucked if I'm coming through That ain't a threat, it's a promise nigga honest I got, time and not much to do Sometimes I get stuck in moods Online peeping comments about how I been only rhyming for a couple views and leave without a scuff or bruise And even then I find it tough to choose Take the humble route or bust a fuse [Verse 2: Chase Moore] Ground-breaking never turning down, this gon' make the ground shake Need some work I got a quick turnaround like about-face Slick as a magician, quick to disappear without a trace Think evicting tenants how it got me feeling outta place I'm on that Eddy I. delgado "Dear Gemini", I really feel like El Chapo You ain't finna roll up on us, you a stale fronto I serve 'em quicker than shell tacos from Del Taco I'm the boss so address me as the head honcho Demigod, I swear to God I wet 'em like a poncho 667, one above the devil rep the motto Every hook's a heroin injection wit' Demi Lovato [Verse 3: Esem] Pure dope this what the fiends copping The young titan like a teen Robin on the beat gliding like the Green Goblin But I go Spiderman and swing on 'em if it's beef wanted I put that stick to ya' noodle, I don't eat ramen Dropping heat often, even when I speak nonsense This gift I carry ain't a peace offering, please stop him Flow greazy so steezy in my FILAs looking like some old Yeezys Curls banging like I'm old Jeezy Just wit' a fresh taper Back in the Town of where they kept scrapers slapping head-bangers They surrounded by these bread-chasers I'm a ends-maker not a med-taker Depression under control long as I get paper [Verse 4: Frak] Leave room for Jesus, got a slow song for ya' Then Chase sample it and cook it watch the stovetop boil Who are you? Jewish dude, so I know my lawyer But Peruvian too that's why it's all arroz con pollo, that's why we Getting chicken like a Church's, see the light While they disguising hater comments like it's courteous advice All the shit that you could do except for worry 'bout my life I did the dishes, did my laundry, even flirted wit' ya' wife She had a 5'2" frame wit' a Hi-Chew waist Yeah that body unreal I think she Y2K Yeah we taking vodka shots no Skyy blue taste 'Til I'm feeling lost yeah we pouring wild Goose Chase, Chase Give me space, maybe, leave it open We in Reseda smoking, living la vida loca Why you reviewing my shit, bitch you ain't Ebro But take a second maybe take a breath and for a faint reflection try some Deepak Chopra, ah [Verse 5: Lush One] Them boys raided my traphouse on a summer night Broken window got some glass all in my brother's eye Almost left him blind as justice like it's justified Almost cried even more than the day that Hussle died That was his second F, shit almost fucked up his life But then he had a son that rose to become his light Through life's roller coasters he know that I'm gonna ride Five fingers up, bitch fuck any other sign Had to sit down and watch a traitor take the stand Let that white girl cook, I love the flavor bland Cocaína earthquake, yeah we shaking grams Not Sean Combs but every day we tryna make a band The homie Rezzie brought me up Never hated on me no matter who brought me up Taught me how to hustle how to earn a honest buck Playing catch me if you can until that day they lock me up Shorty got my bail bond, told me try this belt on Now I got her whip swinging like I'm Simon Belmont Up all night, it's whole thangs that I slang Hit the Slauson for them gold vampire fangs, it's Lush [Verse 6: Fredo] LS I'ma take a stroll through the dark it's scary Smoke a blunt wit' Emily 'cause it's popping Mari- -Juana in my lungs walking wit' the plug Tap ya' jaw, [?], paint the altar wit' ya' blood Man who you talking to you scrub? You soft as a Nerf pass, and boring me I got on a nurse mask, for the quarantine First class overseas, I plucked my girl's ass Off a orchard tree like a Georgia peach it's more for me The more I live the more deceased, the more I live the more alive Feel I could live forever, man in me immortalized That bitch butt'll fly, I go inside She step to me wit' a big tongue like Jordan 5, who am I to hate? They pressing me to drive, like a license plate So, me from a year ago is simply night and day, yeah Massage the cow I create higher stakes Rolling good my escape's smoking 'woods fireplace let's go
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Credits
- Writers
- Fredo Algebra
- Lush One
- Frak
- Esem
- Chase Moore
- Eddy I.