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Reaper’s Child letra


I don't wanna waste time, oh, oh
I don't wanna waste no more, oh
I don't wanna no more

Fuck how they feeling, ain't changin' my living on top of the continent, yeah
Sit in the back with them killers, we find where they be and we run in it, yeah
Came from the bottom, my nigga, my life a nightmare and it's hauntin' me, yeah
Came with that fire, then we stayed with the shit, I'm on go, taking nothin' from me (yeah)
Money the root of evil, got my family and bitches, wan' come for me (always)
They lovin' a demon with money, a dеmon with nothin' wouldn't fuck with me
Fake love been taking a toll, it's comin' out ugly
Ain't trustin' who closе, they plannin' on touchin' me
I know they don't fuck with a nigga, gon' stay down until they come up off me
Yeah

I'm a reaper, demon
In all type of frames (hmm)
In all types of ways
Sleeping, riding
Riding like a big mon

Fuck how they feeling, ain't changin' my living on top of the continent, yeah
Sit in the back with them killers, we find where they be and we run in it, yeah
Since a child, prepare for to come to this
Give my heart and just leave with this money, bitch
Pack it all, then go back to my mama shit (mama)
Young nigga too rich for that
Ho, you know you ain't shit for that
I don't wanna play no get back (nah)
I wasn't on no drugs
Tell them niggas that it's fuck 'em and I meant that
Came to the Maybach or the Lamb', I ain't rent that
Talkin' out his mind, drop a bag on his bitch ass
She feelin' him, let him leave with that stank ho (let him leave)
Front Street, I'm on trial on the front row
Mama looking down 'cause she knowin' that I can't go
Got my son lookin' at me while I make this song
On this bus, I ain't touring, tryna make it home
45 cocked back, split a nigga dome (bah)
I just heard we made a stop, J, hold on

I'm a reaper (yeah, I'm back now), demon
(J, bitch, I really thought we had we had niggas to step out)
In all type of frames, reaper
(I wasn't trippin' or nothing, bitch, you gonna have to excuse this cigarette)
Reaper
(I know you don't like it no more than my fans, go)
In all types of ways

Sippin' that drank, ran out of pint, I need another one
Never gon' sink, that money comin' as is fast it went
Niggas could diss, but let 'em talk 'cause they ain't runnin' nothin'
Red eye on them sticks, straight in the ditch, I'm probably runnin' somethin'
Villa Del Rey Elementary when them bricks dropped off
Geezy steady boomin' so I'm posted on call
Nigga hit the line saying, "Green gang fall"

Pounds now
I'm stressin', it's making me angry, now she wanna leave me now
I came from the North, I was stayin' with my grandaddy, I'm alone right now
My past, they ever throw it at me, I'll never look back it
Mama used to rap so it made me wanna snag at it
Only time I had a graduation, I was sad at it (yeah)
What you on, foe?

Reaper, demon
All type of ways
All type of frames

Sippin' that drank, ran out of pint, I need another one
Never gon' sink, that money comin' as is fast it went
Niggas could diss, but let 'em talk 'cause they ain't runnin' nothin'
Red eye on them sticks, straight in the ditch, I'm probably runnin' somethin'
Villa Del Rey Elementary when them bricks dropped off
Geezy steady boomin' so I'm posted on call
Nigga hit the line saying, "Green gang fall"

YoungBoy Never Broke Again (NBA YoungBoy) - Letras

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