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NBA Youngboy – Rappers Child

Out Off the 21 tracks released by NBA Youngboy On His Newly Released Album Which He Titled ‘TOP’.

We Hopped Out This Wonderful Song Which Seems To Be The 15th Track On the Project and it’s titled “Rappers Child”.

 

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Rappers Child Nba lyrics

[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 demon with nothin’ wouldn’t fuck with me

Fake love been taking a toll, it’s comin’ out ugly

Ain’t trustin’ who close, 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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