Reaper

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Hotboy Wes - Rap, Trap

Reaper

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[Intro] (Drvmlord) [Chorus] Run around my gang-gang, them grim reapers Young nigga drive a Hellcat like Vin Diesel Young nigga been backstabbed by ten people Heart cold, keep a big heater Better not trust no bitch neither Run around my gang-gang, them grim reapers Young nigga drive a Hellcat like Vin Diesel Young nigga been backstabbed by ten people Heart cold, keep a big heater Better not trust no bitch neither [Verse 1] These niggas envy and it's obvious Paint a bigger portrait when I'm voicing my advice (My advice) Locking up the trenches, treating convictions like disguises (Disguises) I come from apartments, them bitches just like a private ship (A private ship) Why do bitches cross you out to get they fuckin' body bent? (Cross you) Die behind my brother, no bluffin', that's how my body built (Off the top) Niggas killin' kids on they drills (Oh) But get up on the stand and send they man away for years (Oh) It's like if you got a ratchet, then you wrap 'em, then you real I just pray for my lil' brother, he got life with no appeal He just called me from a cell, he said, "I heard you signed a deal" (Signed) I could tell through his silence he was smiling through his tears (Smiling through his tears) How the fuck I'm 'posed to tell him they denied his appeal? (His appeal) Think about my father, pray the Father build my fears Swear to God I got more demons than these diamonds in my grill Abusing these narcotics, my body keep popping pills My shottas up in the field, yo' shottas ain't got no kills [Chorus] Run around my gang-gang, them grim reapers Young nigga drive a Hellcat like Vin Diesel Young nigga been backstabbed by ten people Heart cold, keep a big heater Better not trust no bitch neither Run around my gang-gang, them grim reapers Young nigga drive a Hellcat like Vin Diesel Young nigga been backstabbed by ten people Heart cold, keep a big heater Better not trust no bitch neither [Verse 2] Free my niggas out the slammer, that's my one wish Had to introduce the planet to this slum shit I couldn't do no plain, I had bands on my conscience That we won't never hurt again, I'm beyond that Young thug from the slum with the drugs in his palm Hold a grudge with a gun Somewhere in the solar, floatin' closer to the sun Hand on my heater, greet the reaper when he come Sippin' on my soda 'til the potion make me numb Sippin' on my soda 'til the potion make me numb This the bottom, where I'm from Caught a body when he was young My lil' shorty held his tongue Free my motherfuckin' young niggas [Chorus] Run around my gang-gang, them grim reapers Young nigga drive a Hellcat like Vin Diesel Young nigga been backstabbed by ten people Heart cold, keep a big heater Better not trust no bitch neither Run around my gang-gang, them grim reapers Young nigga drive a Hellcat like Vin Diesel Young nigga been backstabbed by ten people Heart cold, keep a big heater Better not trust no bitch neither

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  • Hotboy Wes
  • Drvmlord