Eem Triplin
Concentrated
Devil on my shoulder he be asking me for pain, looking at the moon it's guiding me the way, everywhere I go I see you in the rain, These blunts hurting me I think it's time to change

Rolling up a 4 gram spliff puff it all away. Oxy, liquor, pills mix 'em then I fade away. Roll up in a matte black Porsche then I skirt away. Hop out with a blondie, nice hips, blue eyes. Angel on my shoulder he be telling me to stay. Everytime I take a hit I don't think i’ma stay. The Devil want my soul. I tell him gimme space. Drugs need my time but I only have bad taste

Devil on my shoulder he be asking me for pain, looking at the moon it's guiding me the way, everywhere I go I see you in the rain, These blunts hurting me I think it's time to change

Tell me it'll be ok i dont think ima be ok. Everywhere I go I see demons with a smiley face. 10 bands for a louis bag. Keep a Glock right on my waist. Paparazzi taking pics but ion even show my face. Walk em down right wit that choppa it gon be a murder case. Skirt off in a jaguar ima do the race. Bitch i'm wearing gucci i ain't ever talk shit. If you come up on me ima have to pop shit

Devil on my shoulder he be asking me for pain, looking at the moon it's guiding me the way, everywhere I go I see you in the rain, These blunts hurting me I think it's time to change