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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Money Man
Vocals
Key Glock
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tysen Jay Bolding
Lyrics
Markeyvius LaShun Cathey
Lyrics
Ramon Ibanga Jr
Composer
Roman Mironchenko
Composer
Liam McAlister
Composer
Indyah McAllister
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
!llmind
Producer
Swam
Producer
Kxvi
Producer
LMC
Producer
Sean Sauce Chapman
Mixing Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer
Indyah McAllister
Producer
Lyrics
[Chorus]
I got demons in the dark
And they're comin' to the light
I got screamin' in my head that doesn't stop
I can't get through the night no more 'cause
[Verse 1]
We make it hot, we gon' turn up the temperature
Got a lil' bitch, and she forgin' the signature
Had to sit down, and I read me some literature
He try and cross me, you know I'ma finish him
I grab that chopper and shoot it efficiently
**** ain't eatin', they got a deficiency
Preachin' on songs, I'ma need me a ministry
I'm out in London enjoyin' the scenery
Scammin' the bank, I engage in embezzlement
How you gon' swipe when the man say she negligent?
Blew a whole thirty, I'm flashy and frivolous
Geekin' on shrooms, but I can still get ignorant
Bitch who on top of me lookin' like Lola
She kind of crazy, I think she bipolar
Hundred shots in the car, left the shit totaled
A million in ice when you add up the total
[Verse 2]
Fifty in a hundred round drums
Custom-made military guns
Shawty tryna come and have fun
Hit ATMs and extract funds
Real snipers, we gon' get it done
Traffic marijuana by the ton
Remember we was scrapin' up crumbs
Brought the whole team from the slums
Lamb' truck, Rolls truck, black on black
They all got shooters in 'em
Glock 9s, Glock 19s, guess what?
They all got hollows in 'em
[Chorus]
I got demons in the dark
And they're comin' to the light
I got screamin' in my head that doesn't stop
I can't get through the night no more 'cause (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 3]
Born in the 90s, I'm ballin' like Mike
These shrimp-ass **** ain't fuckin' with I (Glizzock)
Left wrist hittin', it's hittin like Ike
I'm straight off the block and got rich off the mic
Shoutout to Kush, he got rich off of white
All these sticks like I'm finna go hikin' (Fah, fah)
Bad bitch tryin' to give me face, Skype
Got a heater on my waist and my neck full of ice
Yeah, I got it out the mud (Let's go)
Got a double cup full of mud (Yeah)
Somehow, I fell in love with drugs (Drugs)
My chains just got out the tub (Yeah)
Can't be no ho and hold a grudge (No)
Pinky ring lookin' like a light bulb
Aye, fuck these ****, Uncle Ruckus
Ain't showin' these **** no love (Uh)
[Verse 4]
Ain't showin' these **** no mercy (No mercy)
Ain't buyin' these bitches no purses (No purses)
Don't ask what I'm doin', I'm workin' (Work)
When I die, they gon' hang up my jersey (Yeah)
Goddamn, baby, who is your surgeon? (Huh?)
She gon' go back after I murk it (Let's go)
Got killers and bad bitches lurkin'
That broke shit, I am allergic to it (Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
I got demons in the dark, yeah
And they're comin' to the light
I got screamin' in my head that doesn't stop
I can't get through the night no more 'cause
Written by: Indyah McAllister, Kavi Lybarger, Liam McAlister, Markeyvius LaShun Cathey, Ramon Ibanga Jr, Roman Mironchenko, Tysen Jay Bolding