Top Songs By Kris the $pirit
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kris the $pirit
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christian Gordon
Lyrics
Rob Mil
Composer
Lyrics
I'm a beast I keep 'em on they feet
I'm a king or God a human being
I was in the projects on my knees
I prayed to god to guide me out the streets
Coming from the bottom money rules
Never been a scholar college student
But I got my knowledge from the truest
Satan want my body in the boonies
Colt 45 and a toolie
Aimed at my head I told 'em do it
Stop flinching nigga
Hold it steady
That lil shorty is never scary
No boots when the snow is confetti
Hold up another legend is buried
Damn
They found another corpse inside it
No money so of course it's violence
But the saints want me draped in diamonds
Only way that you can survive this
Snakes round the way I bought a tool
Bad bitch body connoisseur
Fuck a convo baby let me link
I'm the lil baby from the brink
Demons clinging to me let me be
Never thought I'd see past 23
Now I'm Jordan soaring from the key
But horror stories flood my diaries
G.O.D
Wanting me beyond the gates
Police want to see me like Breonna Taylor
Tarot cards lately been reading mistakes
The devil and death is just not on my plate
I been dealing with my demons
Can't look back the Cadillac speeding
Through the trap my driver prolly feining
Running over cats I can't release 'em
Damn
Down bad I had a stint
Trap house power disconnect
Young and lonely burning cigarettes
Just unholy police want my neck
Molly in the morning I was tweaking
Shorty broke my heart into pieces
Now I spend a thousand on a bitch
Never call her back that's how it is
Demons all around like Halloween
And the project building never clean
I swear to God that's where the devil lives
They're going from the corner to the bin
G.O.D
Wanting me beyond the gates
Police want see me like Breonna Taylor
Tarot cards lately been reading mistakes
The devil and death is just not on my plate
Writer(s): Rob Mil
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