Reaper Flow

Nah I ain’t 50 cent

But I lost to many men

It’s drill time we spin again

Bad lil thang she brown skin

I just call her cinnamon but she crazy

If she ever thinkin imma pay her bills

Ain’t playin fair street ****

I grew up off welfare junky house

It ain’t nun but roaches pots and Pans there

Big gun shit ah stretch em

Out just like spandex

Big bombs shit goin off sound like Baghdad

No grocery store **** got dat work then

We goin bag that kidnap his brother cuz

I heard he know just where that cash at

Grim reaper flow killed the beat

Recorded this with a hoodie on

I’m paranoid gotta watch these ****

Cuz idk what they on

She call my phone don’t get no answer

**** out there playin in traffic

Used to play that corner store that shit was pumping no asthmatic

Success is right In arm reach

All I gotta do is grab it

If it take for you to cross me for some money

Then you can have it

Still I gave my last you ain’t know it

I was down bad me and my ****

50/50 take a perk and split it half

13 years old when I ranned off

With my first stash

Makin hits and droppin shit off just like door dash

Livin in dat fast lane my teacher say I’m goin crash

30 thou all blues scripts

New coupe where the roof went

These **** got loose loops

They talk a lot but don’t do shit

Big body like a cruise ship

This str8 out da muscle

All I know is the hustle

Can’t ask a **** for nun

I put the speakers in the trap

Cuz ah young **** bumpin

Whenever you see I’m solo

She bring back like a yo-yo

Up and down yeah she go

She bounce that ass like a pogo