Mage

Make money mage

While I sharpen my blades

Skin seeing veins I was born in the caves

I seen the skeleton digging up graves

I think the reaper remembered my face

Scream oh my gosh

While she take off her top

Latex her boots while she licking me off

Tell me she goth and she loves all my songs

Stir up my cauldron and drink till I'm off

Hit them up slow

Rub her she whispers and moan

She wants to straddle my bones

Wants to call on my phone

Cuz' I'm getting this money and selling out shows

I just been drifting days

I want a piece of the reigns

Demons want money and riches and fame

Go sell your soul for the same

I see your energy watching you change

Florida boy south see him run up his house

Think I'm a threat got some grills in my mouth

Pull up that bank two accounts

I'm just burning this money

Make more than I count

In my sleep I make pounds

No I wont look at you fake

Pussy boy make mistakes

Your opinion is lame

Got no more I can say

Let it bang let it spray

To the walls let it graze

Bullet fuck up your day

Make money mage

While I sharpen my blades

Skin seeing veins I was born in the caves

I seen the skeleton digging up graves

I think the reaper remembered my face

Make money mage

While I sharpen my blades

Skin seeing veins I was born in the caves

I seen the skeleton digging up graves

I think the reaper remembered my face