The Devil’s Recipe Lyrics
by Sean Brown (Ft. Glasses Malone, Solo)
My heart is full of stress and pain
I'm half way from going insane
I'm close to meeting Kurt Cobain
But fame is close
And they claim that I'ma change
And if I do, I'ma do it for the better
If she knocking me off track, best believe that I'ma check her
Cause success is way too close, if she tripping she get ghost
I am focused on my goals, can't be tricking off these hoes
You ain't messing with my dreams, been dreaming it since a teen
No money up in my jeans, but I still feel like a king
When mama she got sick, that turned me into a man
I held her hand and told her not to worry mama I got a plan
Barely getting any sleep, the things on my mind is deep
While I'm working through this stress,
I know the devil trying to creep, but I'm grinding
It's the devil's recipe, the devil's recipe
Got me running round these streets
Trying to get the best of me
Look what you did to me, look at what you done to me
Now I'm feeling way more stronger than I've ever been
It's the devil's recipe, recipe, recipe
Everyday he mess up me, trying to get the best of me
Tell them haters rest in peace, rest in peace, rest in peace
Seen me shining doing my thing
Trying to shoot in down my dream
Devil's recipe, just trying to get the best of me
You trying to shoot me down
Fresh from the funeral, how beautiful is that
When ... could be conveyed on the track
Can't believe this little tip, sat way in the back
Like I'm started of chasing dreams, ... every lap
Couple gallons, couple gallons, and cake on the track
All the time we never speak, cause I ...
Damn, hit me all in the chest,
And started feeling guilty like I'm the cause of her death
Fuck, then it hit me, got called and she left
And we don't wanna ... on our neck
Offering us up choices, pushing us far different...
My mom's up there, I pray y'all connect
It's the devil's recipe, the devil's recipe
Got me running round these streets
Trying to get the best of me
Look what you did to me, look at what you done to me
Now I'm feeling way more stronger than I've ever been
It's the devil's recipe, recipe, recipe
Everyday he mess up me, trying to get the best of me
Tell them haters rest in peace, rest in peace, rest in peace
Seen me shining doing my thing
Trying to shoot in down my dream.
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