Until I'm Buried Lyrics

I guarantee this shit ain't built for the weak

Most people cover up their ears when i start speaking my peace

I rolled up two and burned em both before i started my speech

The nicest guy you'll ever meet but i keep one in my reach

Don't ever try to play me dawg i practice just what i preach

The fuck you mean that you a rapper

You ain't even on beat

Yo don't get mad at me for calling out some shit that i see

I got a lot of fucking haters and cant wait til we meet

See i got plenty different seasonings to flavor yo beef

So make sure that you think about it before you aim it at me

I know these wanabes could never take a flame from the heat

See I'm a wolf without the pack and yal just following sheep

It's like my

Temper shorter than the barrel on my snub nose and

I stand for homies that are closer than my blood bro and

Even tho i get personal man yal must know it

That dirty dirty hit dirty 30 we up tho and

A starving artist in the game needs more than record sales

As long as you stay open minded then you'll never fail

You strive in life to keep on moving

You forever will

Unless you're smoking on some shit that hit like Benadryl

I stuff as much as i can inside of a raw cone then

I burn them back to back and if i don't i start Jonesing

I give my bitch the dick she want until she start moaning

These rappers some beef then bring the meat and leave the bone in

I got word from Jesus please do not release the omen

Cuz once i start its hard for me to stop, I do not know when

My momma say if you say it then back it up and own it

Cuz everyone on this fucking planet is yo opponent

Rappers

All they

Do is

Talk

Please don't

Make me

Grab the

Chalk

Stuff the

Bodies

in the

Vault

Tell the

Feds I

Never

Saw

Say what you want I'll catch a bullet for this

Don't judge me like an old lady when see me walking my pit

Just send the invoices over then we can get to it quick

Unless you moving like someone that don't got passion and quits

They want a

A prodigy that came from working I'm a prime example

I could put the rap game in an urn and leave it on my mantle

Get you some money buy some real estate and not a phantom

What you see yo favorite rapper doing always ain't the answer

The hell yo head at

Like why you buying all yo homies hell cats

Knowing they got kids without a job that's where they need their help at

Dedicated to a set of streets that always kept him held back

He can't even leave the fucking crib because all he do is sell pack

See when I die and they keep listening that's legendary

Even if my streams don't make enough to pay the mortuary

All this fucking weight on my shoulders I swear it's hard to carry

If it don't kill me it'll make me stronger until I'm buried

Yeah

That's what my momma told me

Until I'm buried