Future - Posted Lyrics

Posted with Demons Song Lyrics
Posted with Demons by Future [Intro]
(Woah) Yeah
I was tryin’ to tell you, “Be cool,” ’cause I ain’t never wanna see you goin’ through it
I ain’t even have to trap no more ’cause I was doing it too fluently
I told myself I would never rob nobody and then end up doin’ it
(Who dat, Trell?)

[Chorus]
Came off the block, I was posted with demons
You ain’t did the sh*t I did
Came off the block, I was posted with demons
You ain’t did the sh*t I did
Came off the block, I was posted with demons
You ain’t did the sh*t I did
Came off the block, I was posted with demons
You ain’t did the sh*t I did

[Post-Chorus]
All this dope I sold
I tell my real life, finna go cop me a Ghost
I was already ahead of the wave
Now I gotta go out and buy me a boat
Rich nigga f**kin’ on the baddest b**ch
I still f**k an average b**ch
I be on some savage sh*t
Ran it up with this rappin’ sh*t

[Verse 1]
I’m casually pimpin’ these b**ches
I don’t give a f**k if the b**ch is Catholic
I give zero f**ks
You can worship the devil, b**ch, just drop me these bricks
I got the preacher’s daughter
Sellin’ pussy, b**ch gon’ make me rich
I might’ve f**ked the lil’ thot on the strength
Or because it was late and a nigga was lit (Woah)
Came off the block, I was just posted up
With all the demons and did what I did
Codeine, Wock’, plastic Glock
Drop my top, pull off on a cop (Skrrt)
Broke a block, down to rock
Disturbin’ the peace like I’m Chris
I’m not an average street nigga, stop frontin’
Puttin’ diamonds on you, b**ch
Codeine, Wock’, plastic Glock
Killed the box, got sloppy top
I just wet this nigga, b**ch
Codeine, Wock’, plastic Glock
Broke a block, down to rock
Disturbin’ the peace, like I’m Chris

[Chorus]
Came off the block, I was posted with demons
You ain’t did the sh*t I did
Came off the block, I was posted with demons
You ain’t did the sh*t I did
Came off the block, I was posted with demons
You ain’t did the sh*t I did
Came off the block, I was posted with demons

[Post-Chorus]
All this dope I sold
I tell my real life, finna go cop me a Ghost
I was already ahead of the wave
Now I gotta go out and buy me a boat
Rich nigga f**kin’ on the baddest b**ch
I still f**k an average b**ch
I be on some savage sh*t
Ran it up with this rappin’ sh*t

[Verse 2]
I can’t never forget when I was starvin’, that sh*t make me sick
I wouldn’t care if I never seened your face again, you crazy b**ch
All this ice on, you can see through tint when it’s just three percent
Black and stone, my diamonds on, Sylvester Stallone
Sylvester Stallone diamonds, yeah
No, these not the wrong diamonds
Sylvester Stallone diamonds, yeah
No, these not the wrong diamonds
(These not the wrong diamonds)
You can see with your eyes on your own
I done went against odds before
Makin’ it, takin’ it, they see the wrong
If the streets don’t kill you first, nigga
It’s gon’ make you strong
I done came from out the dirty, nigga
Buried the money in the floor
I got racks on me and I’m froze
Rockin’ tennis chains on you hoes

[Chorus]
Came off the block, I was posted with demons
You ain’t did the sh*t I did
Came off the block, I was posted with demons
You ain’t did the sh*t I did
Came off the block, I was posted with demons
You ain’t did the sh*t I did
Came off the block, I was posted with—
You ain’t did the sh*t I did