Chief Keef - Reefah lyrics

Keith Farrelle Cozart

[Chief Keef - Reefah lyrics]

When I look in the mirror
Sometimes I see a demon i'm gettin' money
These niggas don't know the meanin'
I just got to leanin' 'cause
I was double cup feenin'
Out there rockin' the Glock
Niggas bet' not come in between it
When I was 16, I was on the Front wit' a nina
Up in the field while you
Was up in the bleachers
If I still went to Dyett
I would be fuckin' the teachers
Pullin' up on the Lam' and
Smokin' ounces of reefah

I'ma bring the guap and I'ma
Bring the hoes too and I got my shooter
You can get your ass barbecued
Jump this motherfuck how deep
Nigga how are you?
Ride on yo block lookin' for you
Nigga where are you?
You was lookin' suspect
I ain't want to harm you goin' real fast
I can show you what the turn do
Yes I was wit' yo bitch nigga
That don't concern you
Steam out that choppa
Gon' fuck around and iron you
Came out the streets
Made it further than the block go
All my vatos countin' guap, eatin' nachos
Acting like you ride nigga 'til
You hit a pothole
Fresh ass nigga I be flexing on 'em macho
K let off and it's soundin' like a congo
Go in my hood and it's soundin' like a jungle
Ain't been back yet
I'm still runnin' from the popo
This 45 got more kick than the 44

When I look in the mirror
Sometimes I see a demon i'm gettin' money
These niggas don't know the meanin'
I just got to leanin' 'cause
I was double cup feenin'
Out there rockin' the Glock
Niggas bet' not come in between it
When I was 16, I was on the Front wit' a nina
Up in the field while you
Was up in the bleachers
If I still went to Dyett
I would be fuckin' the teachers
Pullin' up on the Lam' and
Smokin' ounces of reefah

I'm sippin' on Wockhardt
Tastin' like Kool-Aid
I love money like Jay love D'Ussé
Countin' big bands like hip hip hooray
Hundreds in my pocket same color as a Blu ray
Come get your fix, fuck around, be too late
Drank that you're sippin' fuck around
Be bootleg
Chains on me look just like ice age
I got more pints than they carry at Rite Aid
Keep sneak dissin' boy
You don't wanna fight me
Got Tina on me and I beat it like Ike-y
When we let shots off
She was soundin' feisty plottin' on shit
She was soundin' real heisty
Lazy ass nigga always worried
'bout what niggas do when I up the heat
Nigga duck 'cause I'm finna shoot
Fuck around and hurt nigga
Have the shells endin' you if you get money
Hit the lot 'tell 'em Bentley you

When I look in the mirror
Sometimes I see a demon i'm gettin' money
These niggas don't know the meanin'
I just got to leanin' 'cause
I was double cup feenin'
Out there rockin' the Glock
Niggas bet' not come in between it
When I was 16, I was on the Front wit' a nina
Up in the field while you
Was up in the bleachers
If I still went to Dyett
I would be fuckin' the teachers
Pullin' up on the Lam' and
Smokin' ounces of reefah

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