Relax, Mr.Reaper

Don't matter if you fuckin pray And it really don't matter Of what you say To the ones that are closest And I found out the hard way And that's ok A twist of fuckin fate I'm not afraid Gotta get my money up My money up My money longer No longer fold To fake friends Y'all ain't real Like what you claim And that's a shame Cause y'all is dumb fake Make no mistake I got four words for ya Suck my fuckin dick! Lately I've been feeling like not f*ck a hoe But f*ck a bitch in general Why feel so terrible When last time Couldn't lock eyes That's when I fuckin knew That's when I fuckin knew Ride the waves Ride the tides Live your life While I'm out here In the past Holding on the knife But that's The fuckin price Play your game Say f*ck it all If you say f*ck it all Your gone dodge the ball Only when we do it again and again Rolling the train wreck Turning my friends to enemy Play your game Say f*ck it all If you say f*ck it all Your gone dodge the ball Only when we do it again and again Turning my bitch into enemy Wanna kill me well go ahead But don't you hit my blunt F*ck a fuckboy who will stunt I'm ghost