Reaper

I sold my soul to the reaper
I had to always pretend that I ain't even fall deeper
But was it all in my head
Now shawty got me feeling weaker
I'm still the same kid now
Just a little bit sleeker
I'm fucked up in the back spilling drink on my
White tee I don't even know if you
Like me, but I gotta chance it
I won't second glance it
I know that you feel this
I can keep it realest
I hope that you hear this
Half black, half blonde hair
You got a ones all white
And that dress so tight
And we fuck all night
In your driveway in a two seat
Dressed in all black 'metallica' band tee
I can listen to words that you tell me
But I'll keep my distance
Cos that's just for safety
I sold my soul to the reaper
I had to always pretend that I ain't even care either
I'm fucked up in the back
Spilling drink on my sneakers
I had to always pretend that I ain't even fall deeper
I had to always pretend but nah you wouldn't care



Credits
Writer(s): Jack Cannon
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