- Drake Money In The Grave 歌詞
- Drake
- Yeah, okay
Lil CC, on the beat, hm
Yeah, yeah
I mean, where the **** should I really even start?
I got hoes that Im keeping in the dark
I got my ****** cross the street living large
Thinking back to the fact that they dead
Thought my raps wasnt facts
Til they sat with the bars
I got two phones, one need a charge
Yeah, they twins, I could tell they ass apart
I got big packs coming on the way
I got big stacks coming out the safe
I got Lil Max with me, he the wave
Its a big gap between us in the game
In the next life, Im tryna stay paid
When I die, put my money in the grave
When I die, put my money in the grave
I really gotta put a couple ****** in they place
Really just lapped every ***** in the race
I really might tat, 'Realest * ****' on my face
Lil CC, let it slap with the bass
I used to save hoes with a mask and a cape
Now Im like, 'Nah, love, Im good, go away'
Aint about to die with no money, I done gave it
I was on top when that s**t meant a lot
Still on top like Im scared of the drop
Still on top and these ****** wanna swap
****** wanna swap like its Slauson or Watts
I dont wanna change cause I'm good where I'm at
Mob Ties on em, always good where Im at
Word to Junior, Jazzy, Baby J
Tell em when I die, put my money in the grave
Couple figures, killers call and collect (Collect)
She **** a *****, then she on to the next (Next)
Really living large,she in awe with a mack
When you ****** thinking small,
In the mall with a rat (Rat)
Roll with us if you really wanna get it (Get it)
Go get a half a million in the Sprinter (Sprinter)
Phone ringing, b*****s know a big tipper (Tipper)
I got the hookup and theres really no limit (Limit)
Dead broke is in you ****** DNA (DNA)
Rickey Smileys in Decatur with the ye
Lil *****, just another state case
Bury my ***** *****ing Chase Bank, time to bounce (Bounce)
Gotta count on my allowance (Gotta count on my allowance)
You ****** snitches so I gotta reroute it (Do or die )
A ***** dripping like I got a zillion dollars
Got the trap jumping like Zion
When I rebound, then Im out (Then Im out)
And Ill never talk about it (About it)
The homies quiet,
But we all smoke the loudest (Loudest)
Rich ****** and Im really being modest
Cause the way I do my deals,
Never treated like a artist, want house (House)
You could DM my accountant
My per diem six figures and Im counting
Nine figures was the goal till I hit it
These ** **** aint living, so bury mine with me
Ross got it! (Maybach Music)
When I die, put my money in the grave
I really gotta put a couple ***** * in they place
Really just lapped every ***** in the race
I really might tat, 'Realest *****' on my face
Lil CC, let it slap with the bass
I used to save hoes with a mask and a cape
Now Im like, 'Nah love Im good, go away'
Aint about to die with no money, I done gave you
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