B7shop - Photography (Devil's Eyes) Lyrics

1000 words in a picture, why it’s speaking to me
Stop dead in my scrolling like it’s reaching to me
That double tap had me feeling more like I need it (I need it)
We can get to fuckin, we don’t need the proceedings (Proceedings)
Saw you on the gram I had to step for this reason
Tell me what you like
I can make you my girl
I can make you my wife
I can make you my world
Can make you my life
That’s right, that’s right (Uh!)
Take you round the city then we fuck all night
Turn off the lights under sheets all white
Fuck her to a slow song, give her D all night
No limit when I hit it Master P, fit tight
Back to reality, what’s next is tragedy
A couple casualties cause her ex nigga mad at me
But why he mad at me? He should be mad at her
For responding to the DM that I shot to her
Photography
It tells lies, I
Cause your demise
Can, clutter your mind
Photography
Don’t be surprised
The view on you is being cast from devils eyes
Photography
Misleading heathens like that Apple did to Eve in Eden
Blindin those who see it
Photography
Yeah nigga photography
Posin for some fans nigga that ain’t me (Nah)
Posin for the gram ain’t living that’s just a dream
That people fiend for, they would give up green for
Lure their brotha down to the deep for
And leave for to deceit more, I know it
Looking at flicks won’t show it
Plant a seed and then grow it
Demons live thru my omens
Angels live thru my poems
Temptation all in my mind
It’s a colosseum that I’m roaming
Burned the past till it’s smoking
May the flick show potency
Photography
It tells lies
Can, cause your demise
Can, clutter your mind
Photography
Don’t be surprised (Don't be surprised)
The view on you is being cast from devils’ eyes
Photography
Misleading heathens like that Apple did to eve in Eden
Blindin those who see it
Photography
Yeah, nigga, photography

1000 words in a picture, why it’s speaking to me
Stop dead in my scrolling like it’s reaching to me
That double tap had me feeling more like I need it (I need it)
We can get to fuckin, we don’t need the proceedings (Proceedings)
Saw you on the gram I had to step for this reason
Tell me what you like
I can make you my girl
I can make you my wife
I can make you my world
Can make you my life
That’s right, that’s right (Uh!)
Take you round the city then we fuck all night
Turn off the lights under sheets all white
Fuck her to a slow song, give her D all night
No limit when I hit it Master P, fit tight
Back to reality, what’s next is tragedy
A couple casualties cause her ex nigga mad at me
But why he mad at me? He should be mad at her
For responding to the DM that I shot to her
Photography
It tells lies, I
Cause your demise
Can, clutter your mind
Photography
Don’t be surprised
The view on you is being cast from devils eyes
Photography
Misleading heathens like that Apple did to Eve in Eden
Blindin those who see it
Photography
Yeah nigga photography
Posin for some fans nigga that ain’t me (Nah)
Posin for the gram ain’t living that’s just a dream
That people fiend for, they would give up green for
Lure their brotha down to the deep for
And leave for to deceit more, I know it
Looking at flicks won’t show it
Plant a seed and then grow it
Demons live thru my omens
Angels live thru my poems
Temptation all in my mind
It’s a colosseum that I’m roaming
Burned the past till it’s smoking
May the flick show potency
Photography
It tells lies
Can, cause your demise
Can, clutter your mind
Photography
Don’t be surprised (Don't be surprised)
The view on you is being cast from devils’ eyes
Photography
Misleading heathens like that Apple did to eve in Eden
Blindin those who see it
Photography
Yeah, nigga, photography