LYRICS
Verse:1
I feel that blood clot in my veins.
Close my eyes and take in vein
This and death it seem like the same
See Visual grayscale and grain
Heart beat seperation get far
But I need more o Lord
The female reaper doing her job
Female reaper doing her job
Now tell me what you hold in store
I know a good amount but I need 2 know more
Kill me now but I refuse to die slow
Quick and fast and ill never know
But I must proceed with it
Breath with it
With that disguise on I can't see with it
Pile in the whip hit the streets with it
Hit the free way then speed with it.
We on a first name basis.
Shake hands
Take this its tasteless
I coulda swore that I said no chasers
Shoot the breeze then they gone
Dissapear like erasers
Really Ain't nothin poppin here
We should head outside where the air is clear.
Though its hot, so hot like the devils here.
And he must be cause this ain't me so prolly be

Hook:
Now baby you the pollo to my hot sauce
Drizzle you all over till the taste lost
Now baby you the sweet potatoe to my pie
Can't lie please bake another one to hide
Naw now baby you the collard to my greens
Chitter to my lings
You no good for me
High blood pressure high blood pressure yessur
You no good for me.

Verse 2:
I feel that blood clot in my veins.
Close my eyes and take in vein
This and death it seem like the same
See Visual grayscale and grain
Heart beat seperation get far
But I need more o Lord
The female reaper doing her job
Female reaper doing her job
Now what's yo name
And what's yo aim
Shouldn't we been exchanged this?
Oh we did my bad
Nevermind that
I catch a lil short term when finest pass
Asking if these cartiers nope I ain't paid.
But that don't mean a nigga broke though
I get mines on my own though
But if that wasn't the case you prolly wouldn't even spoke though.
Tell the truth.
Dont lie don't lie
City nights no stars in the skys
Just another nigga trippin at a party let females fill up his cup
When he already decided he wasn't gonna sip up.
But aint nothin changed
Ask her tomorrow if she remember damn thing.
And Id be straight the whole way.

Verse 3
Spending to much money and time on stupid shit
Head in the wrong place swear im loosing it
Its been proven its probably not easy as i once Dreamed
But i aint on the depression
That aint me
Ive had visons of ideas get crowded
Females of any descent keeping my mind hid
But whatever bruh, i aint on all the drame
Working to help my mama
I promise to stay behind her.