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sobee - chat with the devil lyrics

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intro

y’all know me, (yall know me) i’m the little man

always looking clean shout out to my middle man

tryna flex on me? show you my middle ring (yeah)

you can suck on my d-ck while i do my thing (huh?)

verse 1

peasants wearin gucci

fresh right out the luis

dreams of getting vv’s

they bag em looking like some bucktees

i’ll be changing the game

young kid crashing and claiming fame

what can i say i only got myself to blame

call me doctor strange

i got hurt

got back up

then did it again

(hey!)

i am the flame

they call me sobee yea, remember the name

decided to leave the peasants and nothing was the same

i’d rather get money

than get depression from a behnchod

or a wasteyute who’s been acting funny

all i hear is cap cap cap cap

peasant hopping on d-cks like they was a bunny (huh?)

this sh-ts really funny, grinnin (yeah)

cus i know real soon ye i’ll be winnin, spittin (yeah)

at the world god d-mn it’s unforgivin

hissin dirty snakes yea who knows what on earth they’re thinkin

don’t get bitten or depression is what you’ll be feeling

i know bad people who do bad things and they know they’re villains

but all they do is make a livin cus they’re on a mission

they don’t give a fat f-ck who the f-ck they p-ssin

ignore god ignore the message yea they don’t listen

i ain’t with my old team

f-ck that sh-t (f-ck that sh-t)

abandon me for

a clout chasing b-tch (chasing b-tch)

a peasant who

acts like he’s filthy rich (filthy rich)

he’s wanting a devil to grant his wish

my watch got a blue face

you know it’s making your thotiana bust down

time for a new race

don’t catch a new case

flimsy like a shoelace

all you peasants are just useless (useless)

chorus

i steal yo b-tch

i’ll sleep on her property

smash i will obviously

dash i will probably

gotta say honestly

i doubt it my brotha

get out it my brotha

i cannot say the n word

cus i’m a brown motha f-cka

had a chat with the devil

it gave a p-ssword my brotha

the secret to live happy

it’ll upset my brothers

it’s a secret that i keep

i can tell to no other

verse 2

i am the next rap prophet if not then i’m the next rap god

i’m just playing round these fools like i’m playing basketball

my music is a weapon don’t make me swing at y’all

glory honour yes i want it so the culture carries on

-ssalamu alaik-m wa alaik-m -ssalam

don’t know if i should be a muslim or become a sinning man

i was talking to the devil got a bigger plan

if god is real i guess we got nowhere to stand

one day i’ll find my way

whether it’s holy or not just know that i’m here to stay

music is my blood it’s my soul and it is my brain

dealing with the devil regularly ain’t a healthy thing

that’s why i declined

i am not a peasant

i know well in mind

that eternity in h-ll is for the mentally blind

it’s not natural

and to go the devil’s way

it’s just more pain that’s just gradual

never make a deal with the devil that’s just factual

just avoid the evil intellectual

don’t believe your dream will be granted by the power of evil or a devil who will get you one

chorus x2

hippity hoppity

i steal yo b-tch

i’ll sleep on her property

smash i will obviously

dash i will probably

gotta say honestly

i doubt it my brotha

get out it my brotha

i cannot say the n word

cus i’m a brown motha f-cka

had a chat with the devil

it gave a p-ssword my brotha

the secret to live happy

it’ll upset my brothers

it’s a secret that i keep

i can tell to no other

closing

i ain’t with my old team f-ck that sh-t

abandon me for a clout chasing b-tch

a peasant who acts like he’s filthy rich

he’s wanting a devil to grant his wish

- sobee lyrics

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