Letra da Música Demons de Olamide

All my life, I've been shooting stars
I got demons in my closet but we stayed alive
I've been living on my mind
I just want the cash
'Cause the ladies want the drive
so we pull up in a ride
I got Gucci on my body, Louis on my shoe
Spent like 50 on the chain, diamonds dancing in the room, yeah
I'm getting faded
They say I'm overrated when I pull up in the city
You know they never snooze baby

Fuck what you saying, fuck what you do
They don't really give a fuck, they just wanna chill with you, yeah
I'm on a go yeah, I'm in a roll
She just chilling with the niggas that can change her soul, yeah
Diamonds on my cloth, I got, on my shoes
On my wrist, on my neck, now the bitches got the flu
They just freeze, freeze, freeze, freeze
And they just freeze, freeze, freeze, freeze

I'm a sole survivor
All my dawgs are riders
Ain't nobody flyer, oga check the radar
When it comes to cheddar, I'm a generator
I don't really need her, I need motivator
All my nigga trapping, so the booty clapping
If a nigga try me, then we get the Ak clapping
When I spend a milli, I get a hundred milli back
Bless the Lord blessing me, homie you better believe me

I'm still on my grind like a mogul, shoot anybody, my sight is foggy
That bitch wanna try me, she wanna fuck me but she know I'm cocky
This little niggas tryna stop my bag but I'm steady plugging
Yankee still chill like the morning, shooting niggas, won't be lucky
Boy bad like Skepta
All of my goons are mad and mental
Chop your body, kpoof for konga then she won't be online
Eleje ni mi mo kan'ra gan mehn, oju mi ko fine
Designer or no designer, mo gara my swag is divine

All my life, I've been shooting stars
I got demons in my closet but we stayed alive
I've been living on my mind, I just want the cash
'Cause the ladies want the drive so we pull up in a ride
I got Gucci on my body, Louis on my shoe
Spent like 50 on the chain, diamonds dancing in the room, yeah
I'm getting faded
They say I'm overrated when I pull up in the city
You know they never snooze baby

Fuck what you saying, fuck what you do
They don't really give a fuck, they just wanna chill with you, yeah
I'm on a go yeah, I'm in a roll
She just chilling with the niggas that can change her soul, yeah
Diamonds on my cloth, I got, on my shoes
On my wrist, on my neck, now the bitches got the flu
They just freeze, freeze, freeze, freeze
And they just freeze, freeze, freeze, freeze