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Five O’ Clock — Demons
Artist: → Five O' Clock
Five O’ Clock — Demons — lyrics
«Heyy
What’s good Five?
How you doin’?
I know you got into a lot of stuffs recently Five
Five O’ Clock and shits uh
You know Man, you just gotta be yourself
Do what you wanna or gonna do
You don’t fuck with some of these niggas dude
Most of these niggas ain’t solid man
You’re Different Man, You’re Strong
You good My Man, You really Good
Cheers man
So, Just be yourself man, I got you man.”
These Demons don’t hate you, They love you for what you do
They gon’ stop at nothin’ to make you Overcome the truth
The guilt, the pain, everything they still comin’ through
Check what you doin’ is it bad or is it good
You won’t have the right to fuckin’ choose
They gon’ dictatе for you even if you’re gеttin’ ould
Then you’ll realize what you have gotten yourself into
Just Run to God, He’s the only one that can save you
So many times
I see myself doin’ shits I ain’t supposed to do
’cause I felt like we all guys and we are in the hood
Breakin’ down walls, yeah makin’ them Fall
These Niggas came back in Coupes
And if they think you ain’t their type you change your level, it’s Free (Free)
You don’t Fuck with some of these niggas ’cause their money ain’t clean (Clean)
You don’t beg for nothin’, it’s not your call, you Fuckin’ Decree (Yeah)
That’s the life of a winner, yeah I’m a Fuckin’ E.g
You think these people are your Foenem
You think they in the Feelin’
They claim to love you in Public
But In the corner Beefin’
They help you build lots of stuffs ‘peciallly Disbelieving
And they sure keep you on a Fuckin’ Periodic Breathin’
You become friends since you was young, yeah you old now
You think it’s everything they say is something you should hold on
But Trustin’ is the easiest thing the result is the Problem
RIP to my Parents
These Demons don’t hate you, They love you for what you do
They gon’ stop at nothin’ to make you Overcome the truth
The guilt, the pain, everything they still comin’ through
Check what you doin’ is it bad or is it good
You won’t have the right to fuckin’ choose
They gon’ dictate for you even if you’re gettin’ ould
Then you’ll realize what you have gotten yourself into
Just Run to God, He’s the only one that can save you
Yeah Yeah
I seen so many Niggas fall
I seen them rise too
I seen Young Niggas with Glock 17, what ya think they wan’ do
The Demons I’m talkin’ about are not some supernatural beings
These Demons I’m talkin’ about is Jiǎ péngyǒu
But mind you, Some of these Demons are to help you, don’t push them away
Just bring ’em closer to yourself, yeah it’s for your own gain
And don’t for a second Forget their names or they put you in Disdain
That’s somethin’ we all can’t Restrain
These Demons don’t hate you, They love you for what you do
They gon’ stop at nothin’ to make you Overcome the truth
The guilt, the pain, everything they still comin’ through
Check what you doin’ is it bad or is it good
You won’t have the right to fuckin’ choose
They gon’ dictate for you even if you’re gettin’ ould
Then you’ll realize what you have gotten yourself into
Just Run to God, He’s the only one that can save you
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