Reek Lyrics

Nothing say to but I’m blessed when I wake up

Fuck essau they inferior to Jacob

Remember when every rap nigga wanted a Jacob

I was on the 4 line try not to get my face cut

Bagging out a zip first time I got my cake up

24/7 hit my line for the wake ups

When u get it from the mud nothing niggas could say but

My nigga put me on we been tight since day one

My name Jah almighty so I still bless em

God bless em

They gotta pay me extra

Put my Foot up on ya neck

It’s all good up on my neck

My French bitch from outta Quebec

Named Juliet

she only know mike so we never really met

Kevlar Versace suits we pull up at the Met

Kevlar Versace suits we pulled up at the Met

If I was invited I’m bringing a special guest

Glock 43 come with the plus1 u dead

Cheffing up the work gotta keep the block fed

Me and my brother Radalf

we tighter than a locked dread

Down from the trenches

Now we bout to take the music business

Know u gotta move like a business

Keep them people out ya business

I seen a lot dudes they life cause of snitches

Snitches coming home and they still doing business

Man the streets different

Got me feeling indifferent

Tyreek home that’s my motherfucking nigga

That’s my motherfucking nigga yo