lirik lagu money in the grave – lil heavy chainz
yeah, okay
lil’ cc on the beat, mm
yeah, yeah
i mean, where the f*ck should i really even start?
i got hoes that i’m keepin’ in the dark
i got my n*ggas ‘cross the street livin’ large
thinkin’ back to the fact that they dead
thought my raps wasn’t facts ’til they sat with the bars
i got two phones, one need a charge
yeah, they twins, i could tell they ass apart
i got big packs comin’ on the way
i got big stacks comin’ out the safe
i got lil max with me, he the wave
it’s a big gap between us in the game
in the next life, i’m tryna stay paid
when i die, put my money in the grave
when i die, put my money in the grave
i really gotta put a couple n*ggas in they place
really just lapped every n*gga in the race
i really might tat “realest n*gga” on my face
lil cc let it slap with the bass
i used to save hoes with a mask and a cape
now i’m like, “nah, love, i’m good, go away”
ain’t about to die with no money, i done gave ya
i was on top when that sh*t meant a lot
still on top like i’m scared of the drop
still on top and these n*ggas wanna swap
n*ggas wanna swap like it’s slauson or watts
i don’t wanna change ’cause i’m good where i’m at
mob ties, so i’m always good where i’m at
word to junior, jazzy, baby j
tell ’em when i die, put my money in the grave
couple figures, k!llers call and collect (collect)
she f*ck a n*gga, then she on to the next (next)
really livin’ large, she in awe with a mack
when you n*ggas thinkin’ small in the mall with a rat (rat)
roll with us if you really wanna get it (get it)
go getter, half a million in the sprinter (sprinter)
phone ringin’, b*tches know a big tipper (tipper)
i got the hookup and there’s really no limit (no limit)
dead broke is in you n*gga dna (dna)
rickey smiley’s in decatur with the yay
lil’ n*gga, just another state case
bury my motherf*ckin’ chase bank, time to bounce (bounce)
gotta count up my allowance (gotta count up my allowance)
you n*ggas snitches so i gotta reroute it (so i gotta reroute it)
a n*gga drippin’ like i got a zillion dollars
got the trap jumpin’ like zion when i rebound it
then i’m out (then i’m out)
and i’ll never talk about it (about it)
the homies quiet, but we all smoke the loudest (loudest)
rich n*ggas and i’m really bein’ modest
’cause the way i do my deals, never treated like a artist
want the house (house)
you could dm my accountant
my per diem six figures and i’m countin’
nine figures was the goal ’til i hit it
these n*ggas ain’t livin’, so bury mine with me
ross got it (maybach music)
when i die, put my money in the grave
i really gotta put a couple n*ggas in they place
really just lapped every n*gga in the race
i really might tat “realest n*gga” on my face
lil cc let it slap with the bass
i used to save hoes with a mask and a cape
now i’m like, “nah, love, i’m good, go away”
ain’t about to die with no money, i done gave ya
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