Kellylivinglarge, Def Blvk & 3ga Fingers - Money In The Grave

Niggas wanna have me six feet but i stay ten toes
And you can't fuck with me cuz my momma raised no hoe
I been through the storm and am still with my bros
And am thuggin through my rainy days and in my sunday clothes
When my nigga died i saw his body in the grave and
Looking at his momma cry man that shit amaze me
I was talking to the lord but running outta patience
Broke up my girl chasing this bag is her replacement
Sars pulled me over last week with my niggas
That aint even know i got weed in my sneakers
They was more worried bout if i was with them G's
Or am tryna scam a white lady from the overseas
But I don't give a fuck if the system ever liked me
Try to fuck with me man that shit gets really pricy
I be out here treating bitch niggas like they sidechicks
I got rhythms trapped to my soul like am bryson
I piped it i liked it
Am more like mike tyson
Am biking am hiking
Am nothing like that right click
Laughing to the bank silly jokes don't excite me
Matrimony goals let that paper be my wifey
Shoutout to my plug ID thats the code name
Pullup to the crib he giving weed to the whole gang
Let these trigga tell these niggas we aint with the talking
You don't want no smoke lil nigga you be choking
My ex called my phone but i just let my phone ring
Am tryna get a buss down for the whole gang
I promise we goan all shine for the whole pain
Jumping on the track all you see is propane
Sex me don't caress be my next bitch she said yes please
And lesley be the earthling with my neck piece
Turn a nigga to a zzzzzzzzzzzz

Where your ass was at when i was tryna get the muller
You where shooting blanks i was saving the game like neur
Running through the 6 i am at finish line with stunner
I just broke out of d hating watch a nigga cross the boarder
This is high definition life
I try levitating minds
Me against the world i won the battle with a little knife
Save all your talking i am just here to take all of your money
Underground niggas we d best we need a little hype
Diamonds in my watch boy is clarity
Stay undefeated any battle call me hercules
O boy don't shuffle this
Crown me the king cos i be ruling this metropolis
School rappers i just gave out scholarships

Everyday I pop a pill
Just to make away
Grinding with no sleep just to make it rain
Like they use to say
Money in the grave
Working like a slave

Working like a slave
Tryna get the cake
I don't do no fake
Shortie want the racks
Snapping in my cars
Whip moving fast
Smoking on them packs
I be Shinning like a star
Niggas copy cat
Would you ride with me
Come outside with me
Dirty sprite with lean
Trap house we lit
Not blood we Crip
You understanding me
I didn't even write this
Song sounding like dis
Gains over pains
Know what I'm saying
Don't do no playing
Racks in the plane
Couple wins Over looses
Nigas pop you when you sleeping
Gucci on this phillypeean
Driving in my pin pin
Shoot you like I 'm kIlla bean
Make you Dance Billie Jean
Couple racks for my jeans
Couple racks for my rims
I just wanna ball for the time
Aint have cash
Sipping on the slow
Got me speaking facts
Money so long got me paying tax
Fucking bad bitches I be living fast
Reminiscing all day
Thinking bout my past
Pains never last
Shooting for the stars
Pictures in the cams
Ain't going broke again
Put my mama out of pain
Got some Milli in the safe
Put my pain
In this tape
Is you going or
You staying
Niggas switch
For some little things
Call you difference names
Niggas not the same
Hungry before fame
Families turn to lame
Tell me who to blame
Find this shit insane
Got me smoking bricks
Riding with my sticks
Hard work made me rich
Something like a BIG FISH
Came out the street clean
Smoking on this cane
Cross me in my lane
What you wanna say
All white with no stain
Diamonds in my chain
Blind your eyes
Fuck your brain up
That's the vibe

Written by:
kelani fawaz

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