Reaper’s Child – YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Genre Rap

LYRIC
Reaper’s Child

Intro

I don't wanna waste time, oh, oh
I don't wanna waste no more, oh
I don't wanna no more

Verse 1

Fuck how they feeling, ain't changin' my living on top of the continent, yeah
Sit in the back with them killers, we find where they be and we run in it, yeah
Came from the bottom, my nigga, my life a nightmare and it's hauntin' me, yeah
Came with that fire, then we stayed with the shit, I'm on go, taking nothin' from me [Yeah
Money the root of evil, got my family and bitches, wan' come for me [Always
They lovin' a demon with money, a dеmon with nothin' wouldn't fuck with me
Fake love been taking a toll, it's comin' out ugly
Ain't trustin' who closе, they plannin' on touchin' me
I know they don't fuck with a nigga, gon' stay down until they come up off me
Yeah

Chorus

I'm a reaper, demon
In all type of frames [Mmm
In all types of ways
Sleeping, riding
Riding like a big mon

Verse 2

Fuck how they feeling, ain't changin' my living on top of the continent, yeah
Sit in the back with them killers, we find where they be and we run in it, yeah
Since a child, prepare for to come to this
Give my heart and just leave with this money, bitch
Pack it all, then go back to my mama shit [Mama
Young nigga too rich for that
Ho, you know you ain't shit for that
I don't wanna play no get back [Nah
I wasn't on no drugs
Tell them niggas that it's fuck 'em and I meant that
Came to the Maybach or the Lamb', I ain't rent that
Talkin' out his mind, drop a bag on his bitch ass
She feelin' him, let him leave with that stank ho [Let him leave
Front Street, I'm on trial on the front row
Mama looking down 'cause she knowin' that I can't go
Got my son lookin' at me while I make this song
On this bus, I ain't touring, tryna make it home
.45 cocked back, split a nigga dome [Bah
I just heard we made a stop, J, hold on

Chorus

I'm a reaper [Yeah, I'm back now], demon
[J, bitch, I really thought we had we had niggas to step out
In all type of frames, reaper
[I wasn't trippin' or nothing, bitch, you gonna have to excuse this cigarette
Reaper
[I know you don't like it no more than my fans, go
In all types of ways

Refrain

Sippin' that drank, ran out of pint, I need another one
Never gon' sink, that money comin' as is fast it went
Niggas could diss, but let 'em talk 'cause they ain't runnin' nothin'
Red eye on them sticks, straight in the ditch, I'm probably runnin' somethin'
Villa Del Rey Elementary when them bricks dropped off
Geezy steady boomin' so I'm posted on call
Nigga hit the line saying, "Green gang fall"

Verse 3

Pounds now
I'm stressin', it's making me angry, now she wanna leave me now
I came from the North, I was stayin' with my grandaddy, I'm alone right now
My past, they ever throw it at me, I'll never look back it
Mama used to rap so it made me wanna snag at it
Only time I had a graduation, I was sad at it [Yeah
What you on, foe?

Chorus

Reaper, demon
All type of ways
All type of frames

Refrain

Sippin' that drank, ran out of pint, I need another one
Never gon' sink, that money comin' as is fast it went
Niggas could diss, but let 'em talk 'cause they ain't runnin' nothin'
Red eye on them sticks, straight in the ditch, I'm probably runnin' somethin'
Villa Del Rey Elementary when them bricks dropped off
Geezy steady boomin' so I'm posted on call
Nigga hit the line saying, "Green gang fall"

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