Lyrics Grim Reaper - Mean

Grim Reaper

You reap what you sow
Dancing in the kitchen
Whip-whippin' a pot
‘Cause I’ve been in the field
Harvesting all the crop
Going in for the kill
While you wait for the drop
‘Cause I’ve been putting work
(work work work work)
You better put in that work
(work work work work)
‘Cause when you put in that work
(work work work work)
You get to reap what you sow
Even if it ain’t for the dough
You reap what you sow, even if it ain’t for the dough
You’ll get the fruits of your labour
It might be sooner or later
When you get the cream of the crop
It must just turn into paper
When you wanna be at the top
You’re bound to meet all the haters
I’m whippin', I’m cooking all of that crop
I’m flexin' and finessin'
Man, I feel like I’m on top
When I get that cred, don’t you doubt it (doubt it)
Don’t you know that I’m ‘bout it ('bout it)
Eversince the since day that I started
Never gon' look back till I’m gone (Ugh)
Never looking back till I’m gone (Nah)
When I’m dead and gone, I hope they’re playing my song
Never be a living legend while I’m still breathing
For the ones who showed me love, Thank you for believing (Woo)
Never looking back till I’m gone (Nah)
When I’m dead and gone, I hope they’re playing my song (Yeah)
Never be a living legend while I’m still breathing (Ugh)
For the ones who showed me love, Thank you for believing
You reap what you sow
Dancing in the kitchen
Whip-whippin' a pot
‘Cause I’ve been in the field
Harvesting all the crop
Going in for the kill
While you wait for the drop
‘Cause I’ve been putting work
(work work work work)
You better put in that work
(work work work work)
‘Cause when you put in that work
(work work work work)
You get to reap what you sow
Even if it ain’t for the dough
An eye for an eye
A soul for a soul
If you work hard for that crop
Man, now that’s food for your soul
Got that soul food that is so good now I’m so full
Now it’s all good and I’m alright
I been workin all day and all night, On sight
(Rraah) Got a firm grip on that scythe (that scythe)
On a Mean tip, I’ma Grim Reap
So you better run for your life (your life)
You pay the price if you’re tellin lies
And everything will be jeopardised
One day the truth will be televised
So, you better realise
Man, I’m not stackin all of these M’s
Just to be flexin on the ‘gram
So you better come correct
I’m here to come collect
Man I’ve paid my dues and all the debts
Don’t need your views, I just want the cheque
Blood, sweat and tears I’m never getting back
One day I’ll leave and never coming back
I’m just stating facts
What’s said is said
I can’t take it back
Mean