Grim

Eyes low faded grim reaper in my head reminding me that I'm coming my ends
Eyes low faded grim reaper in my head reminding me that I'm coming my ends
Eyes low faded grim reaper in my head reminding me that I'm coming my ends
Eyes low faded grim reaper in my head reminding me that I'm coming my ends
Eyes low faded grim reaper in my head reminding me that I'm coming my ends
Eyes low faded grim reaper in my head reminding me that I'm coming my ends

I'm talking to the reaper
My soul to keep broken hearted she ain't no keeper
Phone buzzing hella' clout OG Beepa'
Ops tryna steal my fear jeepas', creepas'
Fuck being second pick I ain't sitting on blecha'
Highschool was a joke so fuck all my teachers
Wanna be preachers
Focus on my music
I'm attention seeka'

Eyes low faded grim reaper in my head reminding me that I'm coming my ends

Hi its Lil Vulx
And just like Broly said
Fuck being number two
I ain't on no blecha'
I can't go to fake prophets
Mutha fuck the preachers
I just do me
I vibe with the music
I got God on my side
And that's just how we dooz it
I got grim reaper staring at me
Getting old is round the corner
I'ma have a radio
And I'ma be like Tom Joyna'
What's the focus
Do you notice that I'm blowing Otis
I get girlies and they really want to call my phonie
They just want me 'cause they understand that life is phony
I cant deal with her 'cause I just guess she really on me



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Writer(s): Norman Johnsonn
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