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devil on my shoulder
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Hip-Hop/Rap
devil on my shoulder è stato pubblicato il 9 gennaio 2026 da TLK come parte dell'album D.I.E
album cover
AlbumD.I.E
Data di uscita9 gennaio 2026
EtichettaTLK
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM68

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
MarzTLK
MarzTLK
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Amarion A.
Amarion A.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Amarion A.
Amarion A.
Engineer

Testi

Tryna say that I'm insane
Prolly tell me that I'm crazy
You might tell me that you hate me
It's okay
It's all okay
Slatt
Slatt
I wanna know what's on your mind
I'm tryna see if I can change it
I know we spent a lot of time
So how the hell we end up strangers?
And it's Molly that I'm chasing
Take this bitch without a chaser
I don't wanna know your problems
I just hope that you can take it
And I'm so done with confrontation
Swear to God, I don't wanna face it
I ain't tryna talk about it
Let you know that I'ma make it
Put a Rollie on ya arm
Got you shining like the stars
I ain't mean to cause you harm
Seen me rolling off a bar
I'm on astronaut status baby, that's why they call a ****"Marz"
Keep it unapologetic with em, baby show em who you are
I been driving all this shit
Think I'm wilding out lil bitch
Tryna take the time to just break it down, and go style it out lil bitch
I ain't really tryna do talking with you, pull it all of lil bitch
All this money on the motherfucking floor, I can't hide all this shit
Twenty bitches came through for me and Zo, I got vibes all in this bitch
I don't care who really fucking with me, I'ma cut ties all in this bitch
I ain't doing nothing for nobody, this shit for me
I don't even wanna know about it, let's keep the peace
Broke it off, no more Molly, I'm taking Z's
Tell ya, I been so so blinded, I can't even see
I'm getting tired of tombstones
I ain't even tryna do wrong
Came up out the group home
I'ma just have to move on
Xanny got me crying, newborn
You can just do what you want
Codeine crazy, I'm drunk
This bitch got herself hostage, can't control her
I could care less bout what you do, I ain't even tryna hold ya
I keep a sweater on my body, cause' my heart got colder
Why the hell you asking me bout drugs?, and I don't even know the motive
I ain't tryna talk bout shit with no one, bitch I said it's over
I'll prolly make my greatest song whenever I'm not sober
And I don't give a fuck bout shit, I ain't tryna keep it kosher
Can't tell the difference between my mind and the Devil on my shoulder
Written by: Amarion A.
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