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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