I C E B E AR! - Grimm Keeper

Got a knife in my leg
I just passed a chill
And his energy just made me fucking Tick
I CAN HEAR HIM
In the dark
I can feel his breath
I can hear his heart
Beat
Buh buh buh
Fuck
That shit beat in threes
I start looking for my keys
Fumbling I’m on my knees
You get weak up In these streets
A safe life that shit a tease
What he want wit me
God ain’t gon help me cuz I ain’t Believe
Foenem won’t help me cuz I didn’t Squeeze
I hear a ruckuss Pupanna papee
Hold up
I just remembered that I am a savage Cuz I don’t go folding I hardly take Damage
I pulled out the blade and I watched As my blood dripped off like a steak
What a mistake
The demon behind me could smell That shit
I see his face he’s lickin his lips
Trembling now
I can’t even kick
She ain’t gon help
Man fuck that bitch
I’m trigger happy
Man fuck a twitch
Ginger happy
That red legit
I’m so depressed
Like I’m Max Payne
I cannot hit
Like on a plane
Like on a plane
I can’t hit a
Blunt
And that shit be reeking like
You can
Smell a
Skunk
And that bitch be teasing like
You can’t
Even
Fuck
That nigga don’t use his gun like
You can see the dust
This nigga keep it tucked but
He don’t even bust
Y’all niggas want my swag and
Bitches wanna flock
And I be hearing them Quack
But I don’t see a duck
Oh you wanted that back bitch
I don’t give a fuck
Ghosting ghastly ghost is fucking Silent
Pew pew pew
That Glock gon see you and spit that Fuckin fire
Like a few
My fans are sayin I am getting sick
Ah chew ah chew
My plans are getting pinned up and Delayed
Only a few
I’m working hard every fucking day
I’m chasing blue
I am like cena when I put my hand On my face
You can’t see me Too
I see the feds and I heard they was Building a case
I can feel it too
Xans with me
Xans in my hands
I still can’t go to sleep
Feel with me
See my fucking plans
Imma make him weep
Bleed with me
Grip my fucking hand
I can feel your teeth
Kill with me
See that red beam gleam
Homie take this gun
Ride with me
Won’t you die wit me
Let me show you sum
I am a grim lil bitch I am the reaper
Collect yo soul you Jeepin Creeper
Forfeit your soul
And pan up a speaker
I knocked him out
That Bitch he a leaker
He said he a blood
That bitch a bleeder
I’m packin up gas
Pass me a liter
A liter of gas
Last me a week or
Couple of days
Seem a demeanor
You bottom feeder
You is a leacher
You ain’t a keeper
Resting in peace at the sound of the Beat
I don’t need to dream
Came in this bitch looking down on Me
I can see his feet
Want something from me now that I’m heat
You rice crispy treat
I cursed all over this beat all you hear Is
Bleep
Bleep
Bleep
Got a knife in my leg
I just passed a chill
And his energy just made me fucking Tick
I CAN HEAR HIM
In the dark
I can feel his breath
I can hear his heart
Beat
Buh buh buh
Fuck
That shit beat in threes
I start looking for my keys
Fumbling I’m on my knees
You get weak up In these streets
A safe life that shit a tease
What he want wit me
God ain’t gon help me cuz I ain’t believe
Foenem won’t help me cuz I didn’t Squeeze
I hear a ruckuss Pupanna papee
Hold up
Causing a ruckus I don’t give a fuck
And he looking at me like I’m gonna Duck
And he lookin at me and he Booking at me
Like that guy in the Movie on the tv screen
Cherish your family
Pepper and peas
Every night
That’s what id eat
We needed money
Desperately
Now all of the haters
Fuckin wit me
My mother died
So did my father and stepdad
I hope that you can accept that
He tried to drown my brother in a Bed bath

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I C E B E AR!

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