Video Blood Money de Aesxp 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Aesxp - Blood Money Lyrics

[Verse 1: Aesxp]
Wrist Work, Bleeding Hurt, yuh. Using blades to dispose trash
Panic Room, on some shrooms, blades to end you in a flash
Dick in your bitch, Call me with a choppa bitch
Don’t call me with that dry shit, I'm onto some other shit
On the run, trap it up. Bring that shit and pack it up
No screw up, got a cleaver just in case you fuck it up
Runnin’ over, smokin’ sober. Drunk as fuck when in my Rover
Piling corpses up like Tetris, ain’t no stoppin’ this blood lover

[Chorus: Silverballer]
I made your life feel useless, so god damn useless
But I made your soul stop feeling pain. (Pain)
I didn’t do it as a favor, it wasn’t written in the paper
Where all the blood money came

[Verse 2: Aesxp]
Got him on my sight, this shooter ‘bout to lose his sight
Sent so many to Satan’s lap, I can’t tell if I’m right
Money wired, won’t stop, extra stuff, post the shot
Hurt harder than your neck before your corpse dropped
Run slowly, look at me despite your eyes being sore
Red liquid crawls down ‘til it splashes on the floor
Did it hurt to me? Tell me, did it hurt to you? I’m sorry
It’s just a contract, maybe it is your fault for being so fuckin’ sloppy! (How about that?)
[Chorus: Silverballer]
I made your life feel useless, so god damn useless
But I made your soul stop feeling pain. (Pain)
I didn’t do it as a favor, it wasn’t written in the paper
Where all the blood money came