Letra

It is your time to go down And I hope you have found All the things that you need. They call me death as in die Honey that ain't no lie Got to harvest the greed. Just take my cold boney hand And let's see where you land But it's not up to me. You've lived a linear path And you've avoided my wrath But now it's time let's go see. I've widowed billions of grooms Some go from womb to the tomb I got to harvest the greed. Have sat down with your god Takin' a walk in the clouds? Now that your interest has peaked. But I'm just an average guy My sickle just scraping by A player tryin' to get paid. People hate on my style, No judge no jury no trial I'm the primial maid yeah.
Writer(s): Bhi Bhiman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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