Da Reaper

[Hook (x4)] I pray that I make a lot of money and I get to see the world before the reaper take my soul [Verse 1] Now when the moon comes up and the sun goes down I rise out a coffin, vampire style Hop up something like Tales From The Crypt Give you goosebumps, R.L. Stein That's just normal, Nick at night shit Tumbling around with scratchy eyelids I break in your house with the fancy-schmancy With my new handy-dandy spy kit If I ordered you a drink then I probably spiked it If we had money you would probably wife it I was all in that throat like tonsillitis Better be careful fucking with people You don't know how they tick and you don't know their vices He looks alive but he's lifeless Fucking with me you get killed for a pack of diapers I got a body in the trunk like a D.C. sniper She put a molly on her tongue now you see she hyper She just need to get out some more What's all the moaning and pouting for? Me I went broke in a whore house Your dumb ass went broke trying to house a whore All of the odds were against me, all of the accounts were empty Every single door was closed and not a motherfucking single ounce of hope was in me I used to curse out god, I made a deal with the devil I ain't speaking on the [?] but they say I burn money on a whole nother level Petey [Hook (x4)] I pray that I make a lot of money and I get to see the world before the reaper take my soul [Verse 2] I'm encaved in an igloo of cold devotion, no emotion Drown in syrup I float the ocean Smoke a bone and put my crazy thoughts into locomotion I'm driven by sick ass shit, I got loco-motives Ran up in the I.C.U. pissed in the I.V., I broke the roses If you can't escape [?], not at all I got a PhD in spillage, and I'm on call Walk around feeling like Curtis Snow, fuck niggas we ball Fuck around and make them answer yourself Bitch let me hear your hee-haw You talk about stunting and shit? Bitch a do a front tuck in the whip Ho I don't give a fuck I'm shit Tell your mother her kid is a son of a bitch Your girl gave me nothing but lip I gave that ho nothing but dick Rapping to reaper all of my beats But everyone know that I come from the Rich Petey [Hook (x6)] I pray that I make a lot of money and I get to see the world before the reaper take my soul