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Devils Work Freestyle by Juice Boi Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2020

[Intro]
Yeah, I get this money man
Do you at all times, ya feel me?
They gon speak on you regardless
But you know, still fuck em

[Verse]
I woke up this morning fuck the world I don't give a fuck
Sippin and my liver fucked I can't seem to give it up
I can't seem to understand why suckas wanna kill me for
Throw this money in the air and fuck around get rid of ya
I got bread to spread for the dead nigga try me
No Louis Vuitton sneaks but I got bloody shoes on my feet
Still I keep goin they can't touch the levels I reach
Shittin on my opponents and this ain't even my peak
I speak truth every time I hit the booth
I'm juicе wet your bitch cooch I can cut her loose
And thе truth is I'm just too lit for these fools
Give em smoke like the lit cigarette that I pull
Under pressure play it cool I'm a threat to these dudes
Chess moves get the rent paid when the rent due
Get a check then I reinvest shit I'm into
You coulda done the same but your bag spent through
You a dummy get your money but be smart with it
Take some advice from the wise don't be hard headed
Get the work run it back don't run off with it
Never take the first offer that they offerin'
Cus if you wasn't worth a day wouldn't offer shit
Know your worth now you back up in them offices
Renegotiatin what the offer is
And now you touchin paper like an office clip
Bitch I be at the table where the bosses sit
Makin boss moves you just a bosses bitch
Pistol on my hip cus they when I floss my shit
But Imma ball til I fall til we all get rich
Out the gutter with this shit I come from nothin forreal
Ain't had a plate I had to wait like where the fuck is my meal
I was starvin broken hearted but I couldn't shed no tear
Attitude on Cutthroat don't give a fuck how they feel
Got up on my ass and hustled hard my hustle raw
Got it straight out my mom garage a couple large
That I'm countin in a foreign car it got the stars
Like a spaceship trip to Mars I took it far
Oh god now I'm pullin strings like a guitar
Play safe when you play with me or don't play at all
Don't complain when you in the game just play your cards
Numb the pain like it ain't no thang play nonchalant
Like it ain't shit to you cus it really isn't
I saw my vision made a plan now I'm on a mission
I'm quarterbackin, flea flickin and I'm pea flippin
I send a blitz for that sack if pea missin listen
We ain't the same Ima draw the line
My crimes organized
Y'all go against me leave y'all mortified
Oh y'all don't like bitch form a line
Ain't nothin new this my life these are more than rhymes
Juice