IN MY GRAVE

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