Versuri Drake – Money In The Grave ft. Rick Ross lyrics
I mean where the f*ck should I really even start?
I got hoes that I’m keepin’ in the dark
I got my n*ggas ‘cross the street livin’ large
Thinkin’ back to the fact that they dead
Thought my raps wasn’t 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 comin’ on the way
I got big stacks comin’ out the safe
I got Lil Max with me he the wave
It’s a big gap between us in the game
In the next life I’m 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 n*ggas in they place
Really just lapped every n*gga in the race
I really might tat “Realest n*gga” on my face
Lil CC let it slap with the bass
I used to save hoes with a mask and a cape
Now I’m like “Nah love I’m good go away”
Ain’t about to die with no money I done gave it
I was on top when that shit meant a lot
Still on top like I’m scared of the drop
Still on top and these n*ggas wanna swap
n*ggas wanna swap like it’s Slauson or Watts
I don’t wanna change ’cause I’m good where I’m at
Mob ties so I’m always good where I’m 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 f*ck a n*gga then she on to the next (Next)
Really livin’ large she in awe with a mack
When you n*ggas thinkin’ 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 ringin’ b*tches know a big tipper (Tipper)
I got the hookup and there’s really no limit (Limit)
Dead broke is in you n*gga DNA (DNA)
Rickey Smiley’s in Decatur with the yé
Lil’ n*gga just another state case
Bury my motherf*ckin’ Chase Bank time to bounce (Bounce)
Gotta count on my allowance (Gotta count on my allowance)
You n*ggas snitches so I gotta reroute it (So I gotta reroute it)
A n*gga drippin’ like I got a zillion dollars
Got the trap jumpin’ like Zion when I rebound it
Then I’m out (Then I’m out)
And I’ll never talk about it (About it)
The homies quiet but we all smoke the loudest (Loudest)
Rich n*ggas and I’m really bein’ modest
‘Cause the way I do my deals never treated like a artist
Want the house (House)
You could DM my accountant
My per diem six figures and I’m countin’
Nine figures was the goal ’til I hit it
These n*ggas ain’t livin’ 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 n*ggas in they place
Really just lapped every n*gga in the race
I really might tat “Realest n*gga” on my face
Lil CC let it slap with the bass
I used to save hoes with a mask and a cape
Now I’m like “Nah love I’m good go away”
Ain’t about to die with no money I done gave it
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