Money In The Grave ft. 3ga Fingers & Kellylivinglarge Lyrics

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