Don’t Fear the Reaper lyrics

Intro
(Haa)
(Roll another one J)
(Dead n*ggas smoking)
(Huh)

[Verse 1]
On some young n*gga sh*t had to get my sh*t together, almost dropped out
Outside tryna make a dumb opp n*gga pop out
Glad these n*ggas keep dissin' when e’rebody round you died, don’t cop out
Most of them n*ggas some b*tches when we come slide let’s see who rock out
Damn, must of forgot who I am
Hot as hell on the south side ridin with big Glocks wit Lil Pam
Don’t no n*gga want no smoke wit us, we’ll air out yo whole fam
Real Fox 5 baby, free lil Jay up out that jam

[Verse 2]
That young n*gga Raq back out here drillin again, let off another shot
After we go through one opp sh*t, let’s go get another dot
They tryna act like they ain’t there, hit up this one and they other spot
Don’t tell nobody you seen me out with a b*tch, might been my other thot
She’s a bop, he’s a opp, we got ARP’s and Glocks
Can’t give these b*tch ass n*ggas no more time
Time to die, don’t need a clock
She don’t smoke weed she need a rock
You want me to die, you can eat a c*ck
n*gga going broke tryna keep up, dumb ass really need to stop
n*gga can’t tell me nun, brand new Jag and it going 200
Drop some bands on my chain, that was old check, n*gga this new money
Sign that bullsh*t, can’t take your of yo gang cuz you blew money
In a real relationship with this lil b*tch, I been knew money