The Reaper
Even if the reaper comes and signs my death never rest
Wanna be the hero of my story S on my chest
Maybe I'm not maybe I'm the villain
Don't really know how im feelin
I could be frustrated one minute the next one im chillin
Want to stack my dough from the floo to the ceiling
Smoking on this weed for that spiritual healing
Whats it cost ya
Eatin beats like a monster
Making the A team can't fuck with my roaster
Something like yemoja getting it wet like its supposed ta
Doin the most ta
Hold it down like a holster
Pinnacle of perfect put it into my verses
Rehearse it till it look like a furnace
Or leaving in a hearse im aversive
If it don't help hit the swerve like I'm cursive
Constantly tryna bring something fresh they ain't ever heard this
God tier build it up like the Great wall ymir
What you know about them late nights with the crew
Assulting mother fuckers thats just how we do
Do em dirty before I hit 30
30 racks in the safe
Save it for a rainy day
Thats the plan
Keep it in my hand
Hope they understand
When I say I'm the man
In each and every land
Fly like im Peter pan
Where the peanut butter this my jam
Hope it don't jam when I'm slayin mother fuckas
Goin super saiyin all up on these mothers fuckas
Blowing up like a bijuu bomb on these mothers fuckas
Level up with my bankai on these motha fuckas
Wanna be the hero of my story S on my chest
Maybe I'm not maybe I'm the villain
Don't really know how im feelin
I could be frustrated one minute the next one im chillin
Want to stack my dough from the floo to the ceiling
Smoking on this weed for that spiritual healing
Whats it cost ya
Eatin beats like a monster
Making the A team can't fuck with my roaster
Something like yemoja getting it wet like its supposed ta
Doin the most ta
Hold it down like a holster
Pinnacle of perfect put it into my verses
Rehearse it till it look like a furnace
Or leaving in a hearse im aversive
If it don't help hit the swerve like I'm cursive
Constantly tryna bring something fresh they ain't ever heard this
God tier build it up like the Great wall ymir
What you know about them late nights with the crew
Assulting mother fuckers thats just how we do
Do em dirty before I hit 30
30 racks in the safe
Save it for a rainy day
Thats the plan
Keep it in my hand
Hope they understand
When I say I'm the man
In each and every land
Fly like im Peter pan
Where the peanut butter this my jam
Hope it don't jam when I'm slayin mother fuckas
Goin super saiyin all up on these mothers fuckas
Blowing up like a bijuu bomb on these mothers fuckas
Level up with my bankai on these motha fuckas
Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Buitrago
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