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ilostmari - to the grave lyrics
[intro]
huh, ok
[chorus]
these n_ggas hate on me, i’m different
i been winnin they been livin’
percocet’s up in my system
i get money, what’s the difference?
cold, cold (oh)
ok walking (ok)
fire (oh, woah)
if i get paid your b_tch get paid too
be sorry, your mama then made you
imma get rich cus i’m made to
n_ggas all sweet like ben & ben
chains on me but i ain’t no slave
i’m not sh_t on take to grave
n_ggas copy me like d_mn
i’m your father anyways
[verse 1]
[?] she talk to me like i’m god
n_gga want smoke that’s on god
right there is a go kart
pop a perc i’m soarin cus i been up in the matrix
your b_tch give me face, f_ll_tio
i made it
all these n_ggas is hatin
glockin to they faces
ain’t no disrespect
i need some head
and she won’t make it
money on me i count fr
take a feel, i feel unreal
n_ggas hate, [?] still
insecure b_tches fr
leavin fadin
she won’t make it
talking crazy
when they push me down
take a pill, feel amazin
i can get money on me interfere
yo bake him
certainly race them
[chorus]
these n_ggas hate on me, i’m different
i been winnin they been livin’
percocet’s up in my system
i get money, what’s the difference?
cold, cold (oh)
ok walking (ok)
fire (oh, woah)
if i get paid your b_tch get paid too
be sorry, your mama then made you
imma get rich cus i’m made to
n_ggas all sweet like ben & ben
chains on me but i ain’t no slave
i’m not sh_t on take to grave
n_ggas copy me like d_mn
i’m your father anyways
[verse 2]
i don’t wanna talk
keep the fire on me (on me)
you ain’t put me on
i did this sh_t by my lonely
all you n_ggas rats
talking to the police
you cannot be on me
f_ck up out here brody
no matter what i’m certainly gon get my bag
first never last
the ceilin never last
ok like wakey wake the others
always give me head in the mornin
left, right
beat a n_gga ass leave em snorin
n_ggas trynna act like that
you don’t know me
n_ggas really goin out sad
you’re showin (ok, ok)
kobe [?] (ain’t on hit?)
forever above
b_tches trynna calm me
my finger [?]
never been a hard n_gga but i kick it falls
talkin [?] 556’s gon bust his toe
talkin on my name b_tch straight no laws
and i got your main b_tch suckin my b_lls (ok, ok, ok)
[chorus]
these n_ggas hate on me, i’m different
i been winnin they been livin’
percocet’s up in my system
i get money, what’s the difference?
cold, cold (oh)
ok walking ok
fire (oh, woah)
if i get paid your b_tch get paid too
be sorry, your mama then made you
imma get rich cus i’m made to
n_ggas all sweet like ben & ben
chains on me but i ain’t no slave
i’m not sh_t on take to grave
n_ggas copy me like d_mn
i’m your father anyways
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