Riches and Demons is a powerful track by Yeat that delves into the struggles of wealth, mental health, and the darker side of fame. The song explores themes of money, depression, and the inevitable battles we face with our inner demons. With a mix of bravado and vulnerability, Yeat takes listeners on a journey through excess and the psychological toll that comes with it, all while keeping the energy high with a captivating beat.
Verse 1:
Countin' up the cash, I'm feelin' the weight,
Diamonds on my wrist, but I still feel hate.
Rollin' in trucks, every night I crash,
Got a lean addiction, never move too fast.
Verse 2:
Demons in my head, yeah they won't let go,
Riches all around, but I still feel low.
Geekin' on the real, but trapped in this game,
Tryna find the light, but it's all the same.
Chorus:
Money in the bank, but it don't mean a thing,
Dancin' with the demons, hear the devil sing.
Ridin' through the night, in my blacked-out whip,
Crisp hundred dollar bills, just another trip.
Verse 3:
Fightin' with my thoughts, yeah, I’m never at peace,
Came from the bottom, now I feast on these beats.
Riches look nice, but I’m searchin' for more,
Crashin' through the night, always knockin' at your door.
Verse 4:
Cash flowin' heavy, but the pain won't cease,
Leanin' in the booth, tryin' to find my release.
Demons at my side, yeah they're hard to shake,
Still I pull up hard, make the whole world quake.
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its about Money, depressions, demons, lean, trucks, crashin, rich, diamonds,geekin, cash, do verses with 8 bars
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