Reaper in Disguise

Look inside my mind
My demise was to stay alive
But then I fucking died
Now I'm the reaper in disguise

Tell your new bitch
Here's some new cents
Buy some new sense
Cuz you a nuisance
Too much pressure for that old shit
Make them notice
That I know this
What you know bitch
What the fuck you bang
Who you roll with
You my target
On the set we scoping
Windows down with fire open
L Block demon
Ghetto Bone posted
Pull up motherfucker if you trying to get toasted
Put it on the fire if you trying to get roasted
Peel off in a stolo now we be coasting
DNS that gang we floating
DNS that gang we floating

What the fuck you scared for
What you scared for
Put that body on the damn floor
On the damn floor
Make them bleed from my AR
From my AR
Bitch I'm killing all the opps off
All the opps off
From the trenches that's that L Block
That's that L block
1800
On that mob squad
To the tree top
Fuck your dead homie
We jumped him like some hopscotch
Had to chase him with that soda
Make that bitch pop
Watch his body drop



Credits
Writer(s): Marty Ingram
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