Kayonic Yung Khaos - Reachin lyrics

hook) My lil ni**a about it He sliding He tryna go catch him a body Claim u be wit U lacking U hiding U neva outside Boy, i heard that u nervous Since we was 14 we been putting work in He died on the block Yea ik they been hurting Heard they was eating But the tables be turning Living in blood Yea em ni**as ain’t reachin Verse U is the type to get b*tched by a b*tch I am the type to get rich off a brick fu*k is a job? betta go hit u a lick Knock out her teeth when she su*king my dick Mr. beefies be macking these b*tches I see how it is Lil ni**a bе doing his sh*t Put a mask on her face When that pussy don’t hit I’m tirеd wit b*tches That really ain’t sh*t Was born in the rain So it’s my time to dry Was raised in the dark So u know i’m gon shine Bro in the cut, yea he clutching Come thru wit bullets, he never be missing He always be hitting Talk about smoke Yea we know u ain’t wit it Speak about war and my glock gets excited I ain’t no killer but i’ll catch me a body We gon see who about it ni**as ain’t hiding nomo We got they addy Pull up and leave em on floors ni**as hate light so they throwing me shade When i’m in the room Cuz they hate how i flex fu*k on the thot that be calling u bae She up in the spot just for sex I ain’t cuff no thot cuz that sh*t in the pass Hop in the whip Imma step on the gas Act like they tough I swear they won’t last (mane, swear they won’t last mane, fu*k the opps man, fu*k u b*tch ass ni**as mane, y’all not on sh*t y’all not finna do sh*t ni**a, y’all not finna be sh*t ni**a, all y’all finna be is uh) (hook 2x) My lil ni**a about it He sliding (dead ni**as!) He tryna go catch him a body Claim u be wit U lacking U hiding U neva outside Boy, i heard that u nervous Since we was 14 we been putting work in He died on the block Yea ik they been hurting Heard they was eating But the tables be turning Living in blood Yea em ni**as ain’t reachin Verse Smoke in the air U is the type to get silent I am the type to get violent We turn up the violence If there’s a problem Em ocf ni**as They sliding Uk i ain’t lying fu*k it Want all the smoke Ain’t no ducking Put bread on his head Then we upping the budget Said u a thug I hang around demons They really gon blood sh*t fu*ks all the opps Man i hope that they die If u gon die we gon smoke u like za I was 15 whipping bars up like crack Had a knife on my side, used to get it like that 14 years old i was moving out packs Keep the 5 in the head, and make sure it blast I remember they all used to laugh I’m the last of the greatest Let’s see who gon laugh (say i ain’t gon make it, say i ain’t gon be sh*t, say i ain’t gon do nun, funny thing tho i’m on top of sh*t i’ll always be on top of sh*t, fytb ni**a!) (hook 2x) My lil ni**a about it He sliding He tryna go catch him a body Claim u be wit U lacking U hiding U neva outside Boy, i heard that u nervous Since we was 14 we been putting work in He died on the block Yea ik they been hurting Heard they was eating But the tables be turning Living in blood Yea em ni**as ain’t reachin