IN MY GRAVE Lyrics

Uh huh

I had to get up off the grid so you can appreciate me more

I got tired of going back-and-forth on what you hate me for

It is what it is

None of that BS gone fill up the fridge

Gritting for all my unborn kids

Uh

No shortcuts and no cheats

You wonder why I'm trying to be at the top?

They threw me underneath

I pour pain on these beats

The propane make good heat

I do good deeds, don't speak

My blessings come increased

Celebrate when I'm deceased

Please don't wake up the beast

I had to learn to behave yeah

And please don't think shit sweet

That won't get you saved yeah

You can tell your little boss that I'm too brave to be his slave yeah

I'm out to get paid yeah

Rich while in my grave yeah

Tupac, Snoop, and Drake uh

This flow Taylor Made yeah

And ain't no need to fuss

They not like that, they not like us uh

I can really get you touched

Play with E Rush, and you'll get rushed uh

Have them boys pop you, orange Fanta

Matter fact, you can get crushed uh

Telling them broke boys hush uh

I don't have time to elaborate

And Eli won't collaborate

If it ain't bout to make him a bag today

Hustling Sunday through Saturday

Making them bands play patty-cake

Was suffering when my friends chose to go there and I went that-a-way

Damn, moving onto whoever rejected me

Every time I try to help somebody out they just go take something thats left from me

And the time I'm on and the way I work, man to catch up you need an extra three

And I'm climbing up every little step I see

Ain't no credit for being a better me

Uh

No shortcuts and no cheats

You wonder why I'm trying to be at the top?

They threw me underneath

I pour pain on these beats

The propane make good heat

I do good deeds, don't speak

My blessings come increased

Celebrate when I'm deceased

Please don't wake up the beast

I had to learn to behave yeah

And please don't think shit sweet

That won't get you saved yeah

You can tell your little boss that I'm too brave to be his slave yeah

I'm out to get paid yeah

Rich while in my grave yeah

Uh huh

OK, let's get this right

Said he'll pick it up when it's morning

I sent him a big Kelly Price

I got people bugging my head, but thank God I cannot get lice

One thing I don't do is gamble with life

So don't talk crap, we won't throw dice

Middle finger before I salute

Be a bazooka if I have to shoot

I got a method like Redman

If I gotta smoke you then I'll be snoop

You ain't a gangster you just in a group

You ain't a shotta even if you shooting

I seen so many wear Nikes with they blicks and just won't do it uh

Time so fast I need a extra day

Work so hard I need an extra safe

Stack the food and bring the extra plates

Yeah, I know they want to see me low

Man, that's why I'm getting high today

Ain't a time I didn't find a way

Thanking God every step I take

Okay

Uh

No shortcuts and no cheats

You wonder why I'm trying to be at the top?

They threw me underneath

I pour pain on these beats

The propane make good heat

I do good deeds, don't speak

My blessings come increased

Celebrate when I'm deceased

Please don't wake up the beast

I had to learn to behave yeah

And please don't think shit sweet

That won't get you saved yeah

You can tell your little boss that I'm too brave to be his slave yeah

I'm out to get paid yeah

Rich while in my grave yeah