Devil Want My Soul Lyrics - Mac & Cheese 3 - French Montana

[Hook: x2] 

I pray to God I ain't ever dying broke 

If I ever owe you, you ain't ever going broke 

Everything you seen been the realist shit you saw 

What the business is keep minds on Allah 

Devil want my soul, Bitches turn me cold 

Bottle after bottle watching bitches on a pole 

Promise never fold, Money never fold 

Gettin money fast, watchin niggers dying slow 

[Verse: 1] 

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Whippin on that slow 

Hoppin out that ghost 

With a hundred chains on this industry is cold 

Fuck them niggas song 

Everything we saw 

Made it out the corner, I'm fifty racks a show 

Whippin on that stove 

Got my money grown money 

Orders to my brother, ice got em all hung 

Hustle in my bones 

Better watch your tone 

Niggas catch your life just for talkin on that phone 

We get it on our own 

Now everythin we own 

Tell em stop smalls talkin, all my money grown 

Mansion on my own 

Coke boy talk 

Made it out the bottom, out the bottom like I told em 

[Hook: x2] 

I pray to God I ain't ever dying broke 

If I ever owe you, you ain't ever going broke 

Everything you seen been the realist shit you saw 

What the business is keep minds on Allah 

Devil want my soul, Bitches turn me cold 

Bottle after bottle watching bitches on a pole 

Promise never fold, Money never fold 

Gettin money fast, watchin niggers dying slow 

[Verse: 2] 

Promise never fold (aah) 

And my money never fold (aah) 

Made it to the top like I told em (aah) 

Let em keep talkin I'mma show em (aah) 

That I'mma bring to any nigga that want it- 

Ooh devil wants my soul 

Self made millionaire! no nigga I owe 

Made it out that hole, now watch a nigga ball 

24 chains, 24k gold 

High School to the Pros, ballin like lebron 

Would not, young niggas tressin, goin hard 

Came up I was poor, now rosé I pour 

And I ain't scared of shit nigga 

[Hook: x2] 

I pray to God I ain't ever dying broke 

If I ever owe you, you ain't ever going broke 

Everything you seen been the realist shit you saw 

What the business is keep minds on Allah 

Devil want my soul, Bitches turn me cold 

Bottle after bottle watching bitches on a pole 

Promise never fold, Money never fold 

Gettin money fast, watchin niggers dying slow