GRAVEDIGGA

Black sheep Been always pushing by my lonely A wolf in sheep's skin bet I'm hungry for some phonies I got bitches who is down for me I ain't talking chromies Auto tune rappers stick to nagging with your cronies Vultures pecking at my skin like bitch go and get your own Y'all niggas claiming clout then f*ck it I guess I'm Al Capone King of this underground One call and then you gone Get curved by Kevin Kazi like he gonna make your song Grave digga Leave a hole for your punk ass Niggas yes man in group chats but then like who that This whole scene softened every nigga wanna cry and shit In the same song say they got extendo fucking clips 50 for a verse? Aw man just forget about it Not really bout your word Word is bond Headshots like James Bond Y'all don't rap no more y'all steady singing songs I know I say this all the time but damn you niggas clones I'm Peter Parker in room full of Ben Reilly's Shinigami in a room full of Shinigami's Tommy Ice in a room full of Tommy Icee's Yall look at these niggas and say "that's who imma be" Round here hmm That's what I call a wanna be I can say straight up no nigga who is blunt as me Y'all can say I rap like this or rap like that Pin a tail on it You a one trick pony You a one trick pony You a one trick pony You a one trick pony I got grave spots open for you crook tooth phonies