Reaper Flow

(Damn nikko slamming shit) That's crazy Say I still ain't made it cuz I'm unfavored On the lil bitch, I went ghost, cuz she drove me crazy Hell no you can't have my baby They wanna pop out, shit pop out Set it off like my name queen latifa Bitch turn me up, let em hear through the speakers I got a n**** that move like he creeping I stop giving a f*ck When I seen they ain't care bout the kid Told that lil n**** step n he did Bitch I'm the King of this shit, but i don't f*ck with Cid Tell all your people, I'm back for revenge Thought I was done, this shit not over I'm think I'm the flyest, when I'm really sober Don't with lil Dey, he got n**** a fold you They gon' try put you up, where them people can mold you The kid too different And he like no other My flow too sick It be giving corona Stay out my business That shit not for loners Diss the wrong name, and yo ass is a goner Popping my shit, with a capital P I'm getting money, it's tucked in my bag The gang gotta stretch em if that n**** reach He tried to cross me, i got on his ass F*ck what you heard That shit for the birds He say he want smoke Tell that bitch what's the word Them n**** mad, they ain't on, what I'm on You play and JB spray your ass like Cologne You play any beat and you know ima walk This shit barely hard I got hits in the vault Forever we winning, the gang never lose I'm from a place where they put shit on news Why you get on live doing all that capping He told them folks I was mad bout a feature I collect a bag off everything I drop So its not a comparison we are not equal See they got shit fucked up See them n**** lucked up Damn I like talking my shit like a preacher Bitch, Dareal, he really the reaper Bitch, I make it hot like a fever One of your n**** a fanboy of me So you better stay humble, keep quiet no mumble Real deal breadwinner, you n**** peons Run with the sack like I'm Bo, I won't fumble I used to dream of shit like this back then Don't hold out your hand if yeen bro or your kin Grandma want me in church, but young n**** still gon sin Got a habit I just can't end F*ck 'em no need to rebuttal I could make your bitch lick my dick like a sucker If you wanna be apart of the gang Some shit gotta change Ima still be the way that I came He think he the shit, cuz now he outta jail When none of yo homies sent some through the mail I done mad it clear that I don't like to diss I only get paid for talking my shit