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CRBRVS - REAP Lyrics



CRBRVS - REAP Lyrics
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Ain't got no time
What's on yo mind
Be sensitized
Where fragrance lies
I sense a prize
Got these haters in a slope
Bout to be a slippin slide
Don't ride waves
Boy I'm whippin tides
Hunger on menus
No f*ckin diets
Diatribes
They be callin quests
Too passionate to have regrets
Every shot is gettin repressed
Trash talkin you a weak mess
Roulette
Yo worst guess
No guest list
Talkin plans
Kept it with the fam
Business way my money dance
Don't need Benz or 20 bandz
Can't take
Can't take away my gift
Can't take away my soul
Can't take away my heart
Can't take
Can't take my away flow
Can only reap what you sow yea
Can only take what you show yea
Can only take what you sow
Industry shit, fakin fans
Leads yo pack dirty hands
Diddy dirty money that's laundry
World wide, only in yo country
Champion or what
Ain't no shortcuts
Give you ringer fingers like Nick Cannon
Music in my genes, I wear denim
I fear terror
Weighin tantrums
It's the weigh of my soul
Or the ways of my all
Money and fame
Are drugs to blame
Slugs with gains
Fool they brains
Changing names
Turn insane
You know who to blame
You're just a label
In a world of crave
Can't take
Can't take away my gift
Can't take away my soul
Can't take away my heart
Can't take my away flow
Can only
Can only take what you show yea
Can you only take what you know yea
Can only take what you know
Can only reap what you sow
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English

Ain't got no time
What's on yo mind
Be sensitized
Where fragrance lies
I sense a prize
Got these haters in a slope
Bout to be a slippin slide
Don't ride waves
Boy I'm whippin tides
Hunger on menus
No f*ckin diets
Diatribes
They be callin quests
Too passionate to have regrets
Every shot is gettin repressed
Trash talkin you a weak mess
Roulette
Yo worst guess
No guest list
Talkin plans
Kept it with the fam
Business way my money dance
Don't need Benz or 20 bandz
Can't take
Can't take away my gift
Can't take away my soul
Can't take away my heart
Can't take
Can't take my away flow
Can only reap what you sow yea
Can only take what you show yea
Can only take what you sow
Industry shit, fakin fans
Leads yo pack dirty hands
Diddy dirty money that's laundry
World wide, only in yo country
Champion or what
Ain't no shortcuts
Give you ringer fingers like Nick Cannon
Music in my genes, I wear denim
I fear terror
Weighin tantrums
It's the weigh of my soul
Or the ways of my all
Money and fame
Are drugs to blame
Slugs with gains
Fool they brains
Changing names
Turn insane
You know who to blame
You're just a label
In a world of crave
Can't take
Can't take away my gift
Can't take away my soul
Can't take away my heart
Can't take my away flow
Can only
Can only take what you show yea
Can you only take what you know yea
Can only take what you know
Can only reap what you sow
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Writer: Andrei Cerga
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Language: English
Length: 1:49
Written by: Andrei Cerga
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