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reaper smoke - noah gault lyrics

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you think i’m lost in the head muhf-cka i think you right
i put two shots to the head, you a dead muhf-cka on sight
this my evil side, come alive when the midnight strike, aye
i creep at night, pullin up outside lil b-tch i might
lil b-tch i might
i creep at night, pullin up outside lil b-tch i might

diggin’ myself in a deeper hole
lower me down i’m creeping slow
cheifin’ that loud of the reaper smoke
listen loud when the reaper spoke, and say bye to hope if you f-cking don’t
i gotta handle this on my own, with the demons
i think we even though, but i don’t know

you think i’m lost in the head muhf-cka i think you right
i put two shots to the head, you a dead muhf-cka on sight
this my evil side, come alive when the midnight strike, aye
i creep at night, pullin up outside lil b-tch i might
lil b-tch i might
i creep at night, pullin up outside lil b-tch i might

you like to run from the pain, i like to stand in the rain
we are not one in the same, but i’m putting’ one in your girl
i just might play with her curls
i’ve been trapped up in my fantasies inside a psychedelic world

aye

it don’t get much trapper than this
while i write my rhymes with dirty mist
i can see death tryna flirt and sh-t
but every time i gotta curve the kiss
and every time it keeps on runnin’ back
tryna make me fall in love with that
and i just tell myself it ain’t real
yeah i tell myself it ain’t real

i be with the team with the big dreams
peep behind the scenes, it ain’t what it seems
you know the motto still c.r.e.a.m. gotta get green
sip clean till’ i mix it with a f-ckin bean, yeah the whole thing

f-ck her if she hold me down
b-tch i got enough d-ck, it can go ’round
found my lane then i ran with the whole style
it’s your life you can choose how it goes down
you’re on ya own now

roll up a spliff, put one on my dome
i ain’t never coming home
calling’ my phone, better watch your tone
never trust no b-tch, never love no hoe
got a b-tch on my d-ck, got a b-tch on hold
don’t sell out quick, never trade your soul
i want the platinum plaques and gold

- noah gault lyrics

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