HIGH DEMAND ft. NICO Lyrics

I left the crib

Behind enemy lines

But know I got that fye

We all gotta die but that's why I go hard while I'm alive

Niggas talkin' bout me to a broad

Just to stir the pot

Bro don't know he shoppin' with my dog

He just sent the drop

I suppose

That's the way life goes, uh-uh

Movin' slow

I just poured a four, uh-uh

We smokin' on O's & Countin' up O's

Not take no photos

Gotta get my family right

So we movin' weight on the interstate

Had a talk with God he say he proud of me

Told me not to trust these niggas

They could be the enemy

They fraud

They jackin' the swag

I'm appalled

Don't know what it took me to ball

Don't know what I saw

I don't even know who to call

I'm throwing up guts in the stall

Back by High Demand

Still don't give a damn

Oh you not gang

You lookin' through a peep hole

Denim from Japan

Blood all in the sand

My shooter he go crazy just like Steve-O

I got off my ass and got me some bread gimme like ten of them

Pressure making diamonds

I'm ahead by like a few of them

They won't catch up even when I'm dead

They gon steal the flow like Simon says

I only hang with elite

Smoke with a leaf

Stuck to the beat

I ain't even start the beef

You brought it to me for the public to see

I want that GLE all blacked out

Don't move my seat

Why these niggas all so capped out

Don't lie to me

Been sparing these niggas for way too long

Don't get it confused cause I'm singing to hoes

Aye

These niggas know what I'm on

I took me a addy and got in my zone

Aye

Don't do the beef on the phone

I'll see you when I see you lil brodie it's on

I'm usually chill

Patrennessy got me turnt you can tell by my tone

Back by High Demand

Still don't give a damn

Oh you not gang

You lookin' through a peep hole

Denim from Japan

Blood all in the sand

My shooter he go crazy just like Steeve-O