Evil On My Mind - Chris King, Khalil

Evil On My Mind - Chris King, Khalil

Год
2017
Язык
`English`
Длительность
215460

Below is the lyrics of the song Evil On My Mind , artist - Chris King, Khalil with translation

Lyrics " Evil On My Mind "

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Evil On My Mind

Chris King, Khalil

I do different drugs, them bitches easy on my mind

I be rolling in a foreign, I be speeding when I’m high

I be focused getting money but these demons on my mind

You know I don’t pray for nothing but this evil on my mind

Cocky nigga, I be flexing in Moschino all the time

It’s funny how you niggas freezing when the heater comin' out

Bitches flashing cameras every time a nigga stepping out

San Laurent and Margiela, Folly, young nigga check me out

If I could grow wings I would fly away

Come take a walk through my mind today

Young nigga get lost but he find a way

What are the words that I’m trying to say?

Niggas will drown if they ride my wave

Puff this gelato, don’t like the haze

Evil energy, I like the sage

Diamonds shiny so I’m blind to hate

Water, water when I write the jing

Fuck the attention, just like the fame

But fans want me to sign my name

On sneakers, titties, all type of things

Trippie took over, surprised the gang

Chris King stay winning, I heist the banks

Stories of success in all my gang

But if you let 'em tell it I’m to blame

Bringing they umbrella, fight the rain

Can I be honest, I like the pain

All of the love that I tried to drain

Became way bigger than lights and names

You stand for nothin', you should hide in shame

I can see right through you in designer frames

And I want the whole thing, can’t divide the plate up

And it’s a lot familiar, 'cause I ride with gang

I do different drugs, them bitches easy on my mind

I be rolling in a foreign, I be speeding when I’m high

I be focused getting money but these demons on my mind

You know I don’t pray for nothing but this evil on my mind

Cocky nigga, I be flexing in Moschino all the time

It’s funny how you niggas freezing when the heater comin' out

Bitches flashing cameras every time a nigga stepping out

San Laurent and Margiela, Folly, young nigga check me out

On the set, you niggas obsessed with the internet

I’ma take your shit you never get it back

Niggas thought I knew Serena way I rock these tennis chains

Thought you was on my side, yeah

We can act just like some wildfire

I do different drugs, them bitches easy on my mind

I be rolling in a foreign, I be speeding when I’m high

I be focused getting money but these demons on my mind

You know I don’t pray for nothing but this evil on my mind

Cocky nigga, I be flexing in Moschino all the time

It’s funny how you niggas freezing when the heater comin' out

Bitches flashing cameras every time a nigga stepping out

San Laurent and Margiela, Folly, young nigga check me out

Too much talking, don’t keep my high yeah

We connecting like a hotspot

Drive by in a drop-top, yeah

For the dollar sign, his body in a chop shop, yeah

Chopper chop-chop, yeah

Paparazzi will not stop, yeah

With no BluRay, I wanna give it to you so clear

Got my sauce on a hundred, we stopping him

Not a damn thing, always green lights

Conversation hard to speak, but it’s easier to rhyme, why

I do different drugs, them bitches easy on my mind

I be rolling in a foreign, I be speeding when I’m high

I be focused getting money but these demons on my mind

You know I don’t pray for nothing but this evil on my mind

Cocky nigga, I be flexing in Moschino all the time

It’s funny how you niggas freezing when the heater comin' out

Bitches flashing cameras every time a nigga stepping out

San Laurent and Margiela, Folly, young nigga check me out

WLVS, looking for strippers and cocaine

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