Young Zaak - The Reaper

Said that I'm Elevated
Living da life and it's segregated

Been offended on so many
Limits when I catch a body
Imma levitate it

Peter Pan balling
Never faded

Irritated
Imma dislocate it

Better basic imma let her
Lace it when I inter-face it
Den I gotta take it

See
I'm on it I'm in it but
Really I'm winning

Notice I'm drilling
You thought I was kidding

Need a new tenant
With no competition
I pull up and whipping
You finna be tripping

I'm flipping them digits
No need to be chillin

Murder the beast then
I turn to a villain

Why did I kill em the
Blood on da ceiling
Adrenaline running
I'm loving DA feeling

And then

Chasing DA paper
Then run it back

Dodging DA bullets
No turning back

Spit it repeat
Now I gotta spaz

Really a Milli
I break backs

And facts state
I don't take back
Running on DA beat
Like a race track

Ain't no more dealing
I'm willing to feed on
revealing da multiple
Mishaps

Gave em enough
Foot on da pedal
Deluxe thought it
Was luck

Running my city
We up thought
That he bending
Regret it
We bodying bucks

And ugh

Let it begin
Trembling all
Of your friends
Written it pen

Talking about all of sins
Well it depends if I let em
Bobby a pin

You get it

Never will settle
You not on my level
I don't need a medal
My lyrics a devil
I wait for DA kettle
I put it together
Cannot do it better
It ridiculous

Taking it back work
On da stamina
Fully in tact i gotta
Handle ya
Murder DA beat I guess u out of luck
Running from me
I gotta burn em up

Written by:
Zaire Breedlove

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