Drake ft. Rick Ross - Money in The Grave (Instrumental)

[@aaron89758]

Drake would kill this beat tbh

[@unknownspeeds]

@@gionnijimenez86 r/wooosh

[@sosa7k169]

Facts it should be dope with Rick Ross too🔥

[@ronevlogstv]

Bruh. This beat do sound like a unknown producer made this lol. Drake type beat ft rick ross money in the grave

[@trino5184]

@@unknownspeeds he already did fool

[@crowns9966]

Riseup Lmaooo I know but sounds like one of those cool beats made with loops

[@BrianBriceonYT]

Bruh there's no way, you was that quick

[@Jabree]

it's easy, it's just a loop man

[@txmwxl]

Jabree fax

[@Kick-The-P.A.]

I mean... The original song had the instrumental at the end.

[@arbenferizi225]

That was quick lmao

[@samrose3221]

Instrumentals should be free (for mixtape use only of course) #keephiphopfree

[@luca.3126]

Ok

[@redfeathersturdevant2376]

When I die imma put Wi-Fi next to my grave so people will come to visit

[@ceilingfangroyper7604]

Redfeather Sturdevant damn you good dude lol

[@plaguey2022]

Lmao

[@mobwyd]

Ok boomer

[@onlyupformhere]

@@mobwyd fuck outta here

[@willalfonsi1964]

😂😂

[@xpablo_36x52]

That Kawhi pic goes with the song idk why 😂😂

[@anerexicsumo5512]

True

[@stefanmendes9962]

cuz Drake released the songs cuz the Raptors won a championship maybe, idk.

[@isaaspirit9895]

stefan mendes yeah maybe it's because of this reason , why did we not think of it ?

[@stopdropandnopodcast1413]

Yo that pic is iconic

[@poloteam8366]

"When you die ima digg up your grave" ~Suave

[@kings2010not2012]

A dollar and a dream Anything you want I can achieve it in my sleep 100k in cash I need to stash it in my Jeep Camouflage my lifestyle The water above my knees Massage my eyes down Ship my casket oversees Don’t mean to judge But you have no case to plead Don’t mean to budge But get bread for cheese If it involves a beef Money on your head Now witness the cease Your life vanished Now you’re decease America has us on a leash You too worried about paying the lease Your attention span decreased I’m taking over the game with ease Put my money in the grave That’s a life lesson that I teach..

[@joshuathompson2879]

Loso 2nicee that’s good bro

[@LeoJr_]

Loso 2nicee 🔥🔥🔥

[@d.men.2299]

Nice

[@Hello-vr3pi]

Loso 2nicee Average.

[@Hello-vr3pi]

Loso 2nicee Never mind some lines are actually bars.

[@datn1ggaa.698]

Leak the whole thang

[@joeygb6657]

Awesome work, but the kick/808 pattern is different at the start

[@floyd3176]

He just Looped the ending lmao fym

[@madspill]

then you make it ..........

[@madspill]

@Clinton Marunyane you're obviously just bored, let's not do this for the sake of your better development lol

[@madspill]

@Clinton Marunyane No, I quite simply refuse to entertain your ploy for attention. Best wishes on your next victim.

[@ochocinco4707]

i feel like i heard this beat on youtube months ago

[@anerexicsumo5512]

Same

[@intelligentskeptic5849]

CHINCHILLA 4000 g

[@DREZZYFILMS]

CHINCHILLA 4000 yeah it’s ricflar drip 💧 type beats

[@mikk3559]

Drezzy Prod link?

[@lilbroomstick7914]

damn this well made af

[@krampus.esports8991]

Bruh it is a loop

[@MARKAVELI.]

"what it do babyyyy"

[@Vincentlesplusgrands]

this guy killin it🖤

[@Marc-yx7nh]

When I die put my money in the grave, Nowadays yeah yeah I know im so great, still young but im never doing playdates, Spitting fire like a fucking AK 47 but im 17 this day. Ain't nobody is getting in my way. If you an opp then you might wanna go pray. 100% real to this day. And when Im dead im rich in the own grave And ain't nobody is stopping me, To become an a list celebrity, Its not even worth calling security, Cause I ain't slowing down for the enemy. I just wanna roll in a benzo, I just wanna get pleased by my hoe, Yeah I got a few cause im never friend zoned. They always say im black but its not my skin tone. People wanna be in my shoes, Cause I have a lot to gain but a lot to loose. I had good grades so I had a lot to choose. My mom and dad is getting paid ain't nothing new. I making remix fuck all my own songs, A lot of people used to tell me I was wrong, Im the best of the rap game im among. Its all hits I never mix call me Lebron, Im making moves but im not getting paid, So when I get it its gonna get saved, Ain't flexing on nobody no way, So when I die put my money in the grave. Nowadays yeah yeah I know im so great, still young but im never doing playdates, Spitting fire like a fucking AK 47 but im 17 this day. Ain't nobody is getting in my way. If you an opp then you might wanna go pray. 100% real to this day. And when Im dead im rich in the own grave

[@BlacKKFlouBLACKk]

Good beats

[@dreamer0113]

God Bless you

[@abstractanish]

yo what key is this in

[@F1NN2K]

Is it g to use this non commercial?

[@JasonTeam]

I mean, where the fuck should I really even start? I got hoes that I'm keeping in the dark I got my niggas 'cross the street living large Thinking 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 coming on the way I got big stacks coming 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 niggas in they place Really just lapped every nigga in the race I really might tat, "Realest Nigga" 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 it I was on top when that shit meant a lot Still on top like I'm scared of the drop Still on top and these niggas wanna swap Niggas wanna swap like it's Slauson or Watts I don't wanna change 'cause I’m good where I’m at Mob Ties on 'em, always good where I'm at Word to Junior, Jazzy, Baby J Tell 'em when I die, put my money in the grave [Rick Ross:] Couple figures, killers call and collect (Collect) She fuck a nigga, then she on to the next (Next) Really living large, she in awe with a mack When you niggas thinking small, in the mall with a rat (Rat) Roll with us if you really wanna get it (Get it) Go get a half a million in the Sprinter (Sprinter) Phone ringing, bitches know a big tipper (Tipper) I got the hookup and there's really no limit (Limit) Dead broke is in you niggas' DNA (DNA) Rickey Smiley's in Decatur with the 'ye Lil' nigga, just another state case Bury my motherfucking Chase Bank, time to bounce (Bounce) Gotta count on my allowance (Gotta count on my allowance) You niggas snitches so I gotta reroute it (Do or die) A nigga dripping like I got a zillion dollars Got the trap jumping like Zion when I rebound, 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 niggas and I'm really being modest 'Cause the way I do my deals, never treated like a artist, want house (House) You could DM my accountant My per diem six figures and I'm counting Nine figures was the goal till I hit it These niggas ain't living, so bury mine with me Ross got it! (Maybach Music) [Drake:] When I die, put my money in the grave I really gotta put a couple niggas in they place Really just lapped every nigga in the race I really might tat, "Realest Nigga" 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 you

[@elijahgrace4918]

1.5 speed is fire 🔥

[@marcustvchannel5885]

Chillin in is where I stay I be smoking on the hay We all eat , music on repeat go and watch me leap The best believe Winners win , back in my benz Homies telling me where I been Tellem I'm going real far Going 120 in a car King for king #momentum #kobe #la #kobe#nike

[@youngstarrrr351]

Prince baby Maradona Sono un'icona Scudetto del Colosseo Rispetta la corona Quando muoio portami A rione monti roma Uno per i soldi sporchi Due per la gloria Sono un fuori di testa Fuori dalla moda Mi sento come ronaldinho al Barcellona Pensavi la mia musica fosse morta Esco fuori a sorpresa come il karma quando torna Bing bang perché ho creato il vostro swag (Godman)Ho creato il vostro slang Ti schiaccio addosso come Mr 23 (Godman)Nello spazio spacejam Ya Ya Sto volando come le luci del jet Dark Side freesta bella per esse mag Sul beat sono il più spietato Bella per sap La tua ragazza è brutta in culo come mag Silenziatori nn fanno rumore bang bang Caricatori stesi per ognuno della gang Dpg ricchi e famosi come calciatori Nel locale circondati dai buttafuori Kiki do you love me dimmi se stai giu me Questi rapper sembrano tavole da surf Perché vogliono cavalcare questa wave Fanno gli amici ma in realtà sono Heater Fanculo gli amici perché sono un monumaker Tanti problemi baby sono un triplemaker Fratelli di strada vendono scaglie di pesce Nn puoi fare bang bang con un teaser Mi continuo a chiedere che cosa vuoi da me Nn voglio favori nn ho bisogno di te Ricorda il giorno che morirò come un re Metto i soldi nella bara perché sono ancora i miei Mi continuo a chiedere che cosa vuoi da me Nn voglio favori nn ho bisogno di te Ricorda il giorno che morirò come un re Metto i soldi nella bara perché sono ancora i miei

[@zane___]

aspettando Dark Boys Club

[@tuahuh3252]

I really gotta put a couple demons in they place, You fuckd up.. cruel sun to the face, Rhitta so big that it reaches to my waist, esstarosa caught a glimps of this fade,

[@TheEffex]

Y’all too dam quick lol

[@meetrajsinhsolanki2608]

Simple and effective

[@JayLovez28]

can this be use for non profit?

[@ThisNameWasTaken0]

Jay Lovez no

[@sosa7k169]

Yes

[@joeramosofficial4661]

Jay Lovez yea

[@Rockwell2much]

Can't take it with me now so ima take it to to my grave you already know there's more to b made. Can't take it with me now so ima take it to my grave anything theses good fella wanna say. Can't take it with me then so ima make it before my grave there is so much all this would be hard to save Could I take it with me now got these diamonds on my chain guess it's all the same.

[@diss2618]

yo can i use and post this beat or nah

[@SheIsMelrose]

same

[@braydenjenkins5647]

shit slaps ngl

[@frpzygyt9987]

soundcloud.com/user-870442467/money-in-the-grave-remix

[@plankton_45]

FRPZYG YT man that was some doo doo

[@braydenjenkins5647]

@@frpzygyt9987 what is the quality lol

[@micheledoratelli6178]

Can I use this beat only for non profit on KZbin?

[@808zzy]

I mean where tf should I really ev-oh I found it ,money in the grave instrumental

[@txmwxl]

Maybach Music

[@yungpear9396]

Favorite 👌

[@illyCartier]

dope video nice vide great sound dope work

[@MW3WiiVideos]

Yeah, okay Lil CC on the beat, mmh Yeah, yeah [Verse 1: Drake] I mean, where the fuck should I really even start? I got hoes that I'm keepin' in the dark I got my niggas '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 [Chorus: Drake] When I die, put my money in the grave I really gotta put a couple niggas in they place Really just lapped every nigga in the race I really might tat "Realest Nigga" 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 it [Verse 2: Drake] I was on top when that shit meant a lot Still on top like I'm scared of the drop Still on top and these niggas wanna swap Niggas 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

[@GraveyardTV]

When I die , put my ashes inna benz Realist nigga out the city , all offense Off the chain , on my mama , yeah im him Fuck the opps , hell nah , no amends Free smoke , free smoke , free smoke Fell in love with some hoes ion know Summer heat , mayweather with the ROPES ! -Jawz

[@wowthatscool1324]

0:19 You know I keep my money in the grave, Body bags stayin zipped cause the chopper sprayed, I don’t give a fuck about yo life homie I’m just tryna get paid, Get laid, posted with a model in a wraith, Growin hella kush but never caught up in a raid, don’t get it twisted homie These aren’t yo fuckin braids, I’m not seein colour but the masses be fuckin slaves, Time to wake up people smell the fuckin bacon and the eggs, Yuh , yuh , yuh, yuh,yuh , yuh , yuh yuh, yuh yuh, yuh , yuh Second verse hit you like a hearse get bodied with the flow, Sick rhymes , ill lines but still keep it real on the low, Schizophrenic with the mimics for you daughters I’m coming fo’ This just got a little dark , catch me in the park waitin for those lil hoes, If you watch the channel 6 news you can watch live as it unfolds, Uncovering the bodies from the pond with the fishies and the toads

[@xersiuz6654]

copyright?

[@cyrilalexbeatz]

That shit 🔥🔥🔥🔥 BRUH

[@Kick-The-P.A.]

0.75 speed tho...

[@bookbagboyzentertainment2905]

last time i listen to a comment :/ lol

[@LoDaddy717]

Here in PA vaping on the legal/ So paramount they gonna play me in the regal/ Birdgang bitch fucc I know bout a seagull/ See me in street see me on da block/ See me in da club the drip don’t stop/ Ever go toe to toe glock to glock just to see who head pop/ 💨💨

[@MissDonuts28]

Back and forth from different places getting hard to remember Tired being fuck over bouta grab up on the lever Cold nights no dinner no sweater Brother doing fed time haven't seen em in forever Real blood running through my veins Swear these pussies ain't ever felt my pain Talking bout hype but their stories they be plain They ain't with the drama pull up on em they be like we was playing Two shots from both ends in the brain

[@GamerM2M]

Yeah, okay Lil' CC on the beat, mmm Yeah, yeah [Verse 1: Drake] I mean, where the fuck should I really even start? I got hoes that I'm keepin' in the dark I got my niggas '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

[@emrhn1903]

[Intro: Drake] Yeah, okay Lil CC on the beat, mmm Yeah, yeah [Verse 1: Drake] I mean, where the fuck should I really even start? I got hoes that I'm keepin' in the dark I got my niggas '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 [Chorus: Drake] When I die, put my money in the grave I really gotta put a couple niggas in they place Really just lapped every nigga in the race I really might tat "Realest Nigga" 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 it [Verse 2: Drake] I was on top when that shit meant a lot Still on top like I'm scared of the drop Still on top and these niggas wanna swap Niggas 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 [Verse 3: Rick Ross] Couple figures, killers call and collect (Collect) She fuck a nigga, then she on to the next (Next) Really livin' large, she in awe with a mack When you niggas thinkin' small in the mall with a rat (Rat) Roll with us if you really wanna get it (Get it) Go get a half a million in the Sprinter (Sprinter) Phone ringin', bitches know a big tipper (Tipper) I got the hookup and there's really no limit (Limit) Dead broke is in you nigga DNA (DNA) Rickey Smiley's in Decatur with the yé Lil' nigga, just another state case Bury my motherfuckin' Chase Bank, time to bounce (Bounce) Gotta count on my allowance (Gotta count on my allowance) You niggas snitches so I gotta reroute it (So I gotta reroute it) A nigga 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 niggas 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 niggas ain't livin', so bury mine with me Ross got it (Maybach Music) [Chorus: Drake] When I die, put my money in the grave I really gotta put a couple niggas in they place Really just lapped every nigga in the race I really might tat "Realest Nigga" 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 it

[@electronicPerson]

this beat sound like Ric flair drip

[@akhilsharma2712]

FLAMESSSSS

[@peru617king]

Try to fuck wit my money imma put u in a grave, got bundles for the shovel got lasers for the aim, never gonna fumble cuz we play a different game, yall late to the huddle so just give me my respect, cuz every phone call, is just another check, ringing on my line is like calling me collect

[@eddierebeles2394]

Drake:] Yeah, okay 'Lil CC, on the beat, hm Yeah, yeah I mean, where the fuck should I really even start? I got hoes that I'm keeping in the dark I got my niggas 'cross the street living large Thinking 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 coming on the way I got big stacks coming 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 niggas in they place Really just lapped every nigga in the race I really might tat, "Realest Nigga" 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 it I was on top when that shit meant a lot Still on top like I'm scared of the drop Still on top and these niggas wanna swap Niggas wanna swap like it's Slauson or Watts I don't wanna change 'cause I’m good where I’m at Mob Ties on 'em, always good where I'm at Word to Junior, Jazzy, Baby J Tell 'em when I die, put my money in the grave [Rick Ross:] Couple figures, killers call and collect (Collect) She fuck a nigga, then she on to the next (Next) Really living large, she in awe with a mack When you niggas thinking small, in the mall with a rat (Rat) Roll with us if you really wanna get it (Get it) Go get a half a million in the Sprinter (Sprinter) Phone ringing, bitches know a big tipper (Tipper) I got the hookup and there's really no limit (Limit) Dead broke is in you niggas' DNA (DNA) Rickey Smiley's in Decatur with the 'ye Lil' nigga, just another state case Bury my motherfucking Chase Bank, time to bounce (Bounce) Gotta count on my allowance (Gotta count on my allowance) You niggas snitches so I gotta reroute it (Do or die) A nigga dripping like I got a zillion dollars Got the trap jumping like Zion when I rebound, 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 niggas and I'm really being modest 'Cause the way I do my deals, never treated like a artist, want house (House) You could DM my accountant My per diem six figures and I'm counting Nine figures was the goal till I hit it These niggas ain't living, so bury mine with me Ross got it! (Maybach Music) [Drake:] When I die, put my money in the grave I really gotta put a couple niggas in they place Really just lapped every nigga in the race I really might tat, "Realest Nigga" 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 you

[@silasdasilva8295]

when realized how simple the beats actually are in mordern rap songs

[@isaaspirit9895]

silas da silva yeah but beside black people no one had the balls to smash a banger of it those simple beats.

[@gabbeat]

@@isaaspirit9895 ?????? da fuck

[@momis2456]

What preset is that synth

[@Jajeweet]

He probably just sampled it from the outro of the original song

[@MW3WiiVideos]

I mean, where the fuck should I really even start? I got hoes that I'm keepin' in the dark I got my niggas '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 [Chorus: Drake] When I die, put my money in the grave I really gotta put a couple niggas in they place Really just lapped every nigga in the race I really might tat "Realest Nigga" 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 it

[@peterlarsen5058]

i made a mix tape of this comment if i should post it ???

[@tameekaouttene7873]

I was rapin

[@vivianhartwell2506]

I'm remixing ♥️♥️♥️🤗🤗🤗

[@Greg-hw2zf]

Can I email you ?

[@ChaseTheSound]

🔥🔥🔥

[@RenzMadeIt]

Change that snare to a clap then u got it

[@omarabz4129]

Yeah, okay Lil' CC on the beat, mmm Yeah, yeah I mean, where the fuck should I really even start? I got hoes that I'm keepin' in the dark I got my niggas '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 niggas in they place Really just lapped every nigga in the race I really might tat "Realest Nigga" 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 it I was on top when that shit meant a lot Still on top like I'm scared of the drop Still on top and these niggas wanna swap Niggas 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, killers call and collect (collect) She fuck a nigga, then she on to the next (next) Really livin' large, she in awe with a Mack When you niggas thinkin' small in the mall with a rat (rat) Roll with us if you really wanna get it (get it) Go get a half a million in the Sprinter (Sprinter) Phone ringin', bitches know a big tipper (tipper) I got the hookup and there's really no limit (no limit) Dead broke is in you nigga DNA (DNA) Rickey Smiley's in Decatur with the yay Lil' nigga, just another state case Bury my motherfuckin' Chase Bank, time to bounce (bounce) Gotta count on my allowance (gotta count on my allowance) You niggas snitches so I gotta reroute it (so I gotta reroute it) A nigga 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 niggas 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 niggas 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 niggas in they place Really just lapped every nigga in the race I really might tat "Realest Nigga" 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 it

[@Tyflow]

Is this copyrighted?

[@rylqnd3073]

Tyflow no

[@tymewilltell369]

whats the bpm

[@Lil_Ian_C]

Im drop'n a remix to this on friday fosho fosho. You can find it on my soundcloud @ Lil Ian C !!

[@Sigmaalfak13]

I mean were the fuck should I really even start When i inter this industry you’ll be gone You look like some one nobody can trust You are fired cos I’m the boss No one heard you come back you are lost Michel on bus on a train or a flight Michel need a daddy don’t think twice I load my gun you can count Every bullet i shot this round I’m pissed this time I’m who i am you are not This is true story it made me hard Don’t fuck with the wolf you fucked

[@lifesanonymous4002]

Thank me later: Yeah, okay Lil' CC on the beat, mmm Yeah, yeah I mean, where the fuck should I really even start? I got hoes that I'm keepin' in the dark I got my niggas '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 niggas in they place Really just lapped every nigga in the race I really might tat "Realest Nigga" 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 it [Verse 2: Drake] I was on top when that shit meant a lot Still on top like I'm scared of the drop Still on top and these niggas wanna swap Niggas 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, killers call and collect (Collect) She fuck a nigga, then she on to the next (Next) Really livin' large, she in awe with a mack When you niggas thinkin' small in the mall with a rat (Rat) Roll with us if you really wanna get it (Get it) Go get a half a million in the Sprinter (Sprinter) Phone ringin', bitches know a big tipper (Tipper) I got the hookup and there's really no limit (Limit) Dead broke is in you nigga DNA (DNA) Rickey Smiley's in Decatur with the yé Lil' nigga, just another state case Bury my motherfuckin' Chase Bank, time to bounce (Bounce) Gotta count on my allowance (Gotta count on my allowance) You niggas snitches so I gotta reroute it (So I gotta reroute it) A nigga 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 niggas 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 niggas ain't livin', so bury mine with me Ross got it (Maybach Music) [Chorus: Drake] When I die, put my money in the grave I really gotta put a couple niggas in they place Really just lapped every nigga in the race I really might tat "Realest Nigga" 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 it

[@foryoutube7832]

Yeah, okay b Lil' CC on the beat, mmm Yeah, yeah I mean, where the fuck should I really even start? I got hoes that I'm keepin' in the dark I got my niggas '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 niggas in they place Really just lapped every nigga in the race I really might tat "Realest Nigga" 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 it I was on top when that shit meant a lot Still on top like I'm scared of the drop Still on top and these niggas wanna swap Niggas 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, killers call and collect (collect) She fuck a nigga, then she on to the next (next) Really livin' large, she in awe with a Mack When you niggas thinkin' small in the mall with a rat (rat) Roll with us if you really wanna get it (get it) Go get a half a million in the Sprinter (Sprinter) Phone ringin', bitches know a big tipper (tipper) I got the hookup and there's really no limit (no limit) Dead broke is in you nigga DNA (DNA) Rickey Smiley's in Decatur with the yay Lil' nigga, just another state case Bury my motherfuckin' Chase Bank, time to bounce (bounce) Gotta count on my allowance (gotta count on my allowance) You niggas snitches so I gotta reroute it (so I gotta reroute it) A nigga 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 niggas 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 niggas 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 niggas in they place Really just lapped every nigga in the race I really might tat "Realest Nigga" 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 it

[@ssbtopic6511]

If coebandz die Put them racks In og hands Please dont ask me why Cause I know she ain't have shit man

[@stonneerr]

hi

[@Ic_NoFlock]

Let's go Kawhi

[@עדיבק-ז2ב]

1 מתוך 4 2 מתוך 4 Yeah, okay Lil' CC on the beat, mmm Yeah, yeah I mean, where the fuck should I really even start? I got hoes that I'm keepin' in the dark I got my niggas '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 niggas in they place Really just lapped every nigga in the race I really might tat "Realest Nigga" 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 it I was on top when that shit meant a lot Still on top like I'm scared of the drop Still on top and these niggas wanna swap Niggas 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, killers call and collect (collect) She fuck a nigga, then she on to the next (next) Really livin' large, she in awe with a Mack When you niggas thinkin' small in the mall with a rat (rat) Roll with us if you really wanna get it (get it) Go get a half a million in the Sprinter (Sprinter) Phone ringin', bitches know a big tipper (tipper) I got the hookup and there's really no limit (no limit) Dead broke is in you nigga DNA (DNA) Rickey Smiley's in Decatur with the yay Lil' nigga, just another state case Bury my motherfuckin' Chase Bank, time to bounce (bounce) Gotta count on my allowance (gotta count on my allowance) You niggas snitches so I gotta reroute it (so I gotta reroute it) A nigga 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 niggas 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 niggas 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 niggas in they place Really just lapped every nigga in the race I really might tat "Realest Nigga" 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 it

[@lucacecchini6390]

Yeah, okay
Lil CC on the beat, mmm
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Drake]
I mean, where the fuck should I really even start?
I got hoes that I'm keepin' in the dark
I got my niggas '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

[Chorus: Drake]
When I die, put my money in the grave
I really gotta put a couple niggas in they place
Really just lapped every nigga in the race
I really might tat "Realest Nigga" 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 it

[Verse 2: Drake]
I was on top when that shit meant a lot
Still on top like I'm scared of the drop
Still on top and these niggas wanna swap
Niggas 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

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
Couple figures, killers call and collect (Collect)
She fuck a nigga, then she on to the next (Next)
Really livin' large, she in awe with a mack
When you niggas thinkin' small in the mall with a rat (Rat)
Roll with us if you really wanna get it (Get it)
Go get a half a million in the Sprinter (Sprinter)
Phone ringin', bitches know a big tipper (Tipper)
I got the hookup and there's really no limit (Limit)
Dead broke is in you nigga DNA (DNA)
Rickey Smiley's in Decatur with the yé
Lil' nigga, just another state case
Bury my motherfuckin' Chase Bank, time to bounce (Bounce)
Gotta count on my allowance (Gotta count on my allowance)
You niggas snitches so I gotta reroute it (So I gotta reroute it)
A nigga 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 niggas 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 niggas ain't livin', so bury mine with me
Ross got it (Maybach Music)

[Chorus: Drake]
When I die, put my money in the grave
I really gotta put a couple niggas in they place
Really just lapped every nigga in the race
I really might tat "Realest Nigga" 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 it

[@treyvonchesney-hendricks8198]

Running in this shit. They can call me the graveyard I just gaze far. Skeletons on the trigger mark Never trip a bit, But you slip (whoa) Had enough? And im mad enough Yank your spine then i rip it up Call it richochet Ricky cheese with a bag today

[@jrhymes1489]

Put some money in ya grave, hey, better be hearing what I say, or I’m coming with the toy and ya know I don’t play, wait, mask on my face like I’m bout to rob train, that outlaw shit make you empty out a safe, we can dodge duck jakes, we gon blow mad cake, go white girl white girl like it’s your birthday, but she need to get a sitter, even on the sunny day I’m still so bitter, I put money on ya head with a smiley face sticker and the new dude you got ain’t ever touch a trigger, but I still fuck wit cha yeah I still fuck cha, and that’s without rubbers, I’ll be sliding in ya DMs ducking dodging under covers, but you don’t really want that jeopardy, I take pic with the hit men next to me, easily I flex on Gs

[@sixxtyrose5939]

Why the fuck should I really even rap, This shit is easy, one motion, it's a snap, I don't care about your deuces or your daps, I don't care about your hitters or your straps, You ain't shot shit gotta 45 just ta decorate your lap, Sixxty Rose let it slap wit the bass, They ain't even gotta hit, get yo ass on base, I'm Sosa wit the wood at the plate, Yo life ain't worth puttin tats on my face, In the next life I'm tryna stay payed, When I die put my money in the grave,

[@cameronfarias6621]

PEOPLE ARE FUCKING QUICK

[@aacheyugeo]

When I poop I poop red please oh please somebody come save I feel laced, I think I poop blood I can feel the taste, yup it's blood holy shit I can see me in grace, somebody please come save, all day all day I been sittin down, all day all day I feel I need to lay down , my stomach hurts so bad I fart so loud you can hear it from the next town, I frown I frowned, million of dollars down the drain just to drown, I poop red like I said like I said fuck oh fuck I think I'm going in the grave coming from the Dead.

[@Khnum1900]

quando eu morrer metam a minha guita num cemiterio tou a tentar tornar este assunto serio julgado tipo que tou a andar num ministerio Acusado de nao ser o gajo mais sincero Esta mensagem atravessa o oceano Em rios de guita e mares de dinheiro Esta mensagem e para o meu mano Onde unidos tomamos conta desse Reino Diz me o que e que queres ouvir a seguir Sera cultura educaçao ou pussy money weed Bitches so querem pegar o mais badi da street Eu prefiro ser o mais badi neste beat Meu mano diz me quantas noites tantas Dizem Santas fumam plantas rimas, cantas, Rimas espantas Vidas implantas

[@ThisNameWasTaken0]

KHNUM english

[@Lukegurkan16]

Is this copyrighted

[@battlerudee]

Gurkanator _ the original is...this is not his beat lol...

[@karolwenz1706]

Couple figures, killers call and collect (Collect)
She fuck a nigga, then she on to the next (Next)
Really livin' large, she in awe with a mack
When you niggas thinkin' small in the mall with a rat (Rat)
Roll with us if you really wanna get it (Get it)
Go get a half a million in the Sprinter (Sprinter)
Phone ringin', bitches know a big tipper (Tipper)
I got the hookup and there's really no limit (Limit)
Dead broke is in you nigga DNA (DNA)
Rickey Smiley's in Decatur with the yé
Lil' nigga, just another state case
Bury my motherfuckin' Chase Bank, time to bounce (Bounce)
Gotta count on my allowance (Gotta count on my allowance)
You niggas snitches so I gotta reroute it (So I gotta reroute it)
A nigga 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 niggas 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 niggas ain't livin', so bury mine with me
Ross got it (Maybach Music)

[@filletfish566]

Ring my phone up when I dial your number push the button twice when you hear me wonder why your girl call I'll let know when I'm finished with her

[@lorenzodigiorgio7465]

Sono un altro ragazzo che lo vuole fare Sotto quel palazzo vieni ad aspettare Giri strani di gironi infernali Non giri nei quartieri dove prima stavi (brbrbrbr) Ora so certo che il rispetto si guadagna Avere cento euro non te lo ripaga Sono faccie della stessa medaglia Ma nessuno te lo dice in strada Non ascolto finti scemi nono Mi dicevi no non scendi nono Non si usa non ci credi nono Chiedi scusa ma tu dove eri Adesso so cosa voglio Rimepiri di soldi il mio portafoglio No regole no non sento Non hablo con chi perde il mio tempo Sono il meglio della scena Tu tappati la bocca Con la mia penna scrivo su una cazzo di tomba L flow racconta storie da una ronda Vivo per dire cosa cazzo mi circonda ratata

[@trino5184]

I'm so hungry for a rap career I feel weak,pain my hands on a stove top my skins shedding off I see darkness in the area I'm in your so stupid ur never gonna be shit an aggarvated voice says sometime is holding me back on this railroad track I'm getting warnings anxious its getting more complicated my ears are ringing running swiftly from those teeth sharp like vines I wanted to leave deep down in my soul. negative energy trying to get me been told so much eating way, blood stains dripping heavy rainfall coming out my eyes shifting. Joyful tears finally got I wanted nothing but working I hope for a concert. Open up the closet like where to go bastard. Aggravation and frustration I am getting madder. theirs multiple it's hard to decide like should I eat healthier my mind is hurting throw the pencil like got damn I really need some helpers but I say forget it cause I'll find it right cause its within me and this stupid dum ass life I'm the chosen one. dont even know what's going on. Like why I’m even here. Feel worth nothing like when I was on that railroad track a lot of fear

[@EcleezyTheKing]

Cot Damn!

[@LoDaddy717]

LancCityLo with the south side flow Bout to show ya how this six string go Fender Gibson Tele on the show Money in the grave so so cold

[@dillonlee4595]

Fun guy

[@giavu7366]

ted ed

[@thanhnguyenRoysbroveagyizBox]

stranger things

[@ДенисЧумаков-г4в]

1

[@mufassamuhammad9995]

##💯✅🖖☝Ⓜ

[@flawlous26]

way too fast !! 🤦🏾‍♂️🤦🏾‍♂️

[@drippy623]

This isnt right

[@unknownspeeds]

I think it is

[@drippy623]

@@unknownspeeds nah 1:25 just sounds the same

[@seangarcia5809]

Ok got a couple plans where I get a glance of the fame Its a damn shame cuz it all sounds the same proclaim the ballgame to get a counterclaim he was weak as they come Plumb Plum front all upstop drop and roll let your boy get some of that dough aux coming up the stereo though we were kool friendship goes back School guess I was a fool preschool an shit But times a bitch you're developing a twitch

[@musicvisionrecords6894]

where u been its been too long made u forget who u put on this a new song tied to the mob tied to the ground i made one for u and ur girl i know u both in the sheets we in the streets this a heist thing this a go home flow i know u forgot i made it to ur funeral this a shout to the fam i remember put the money and the gun in my hand spirit reaching me now and days to be be and to fake it now it pays i made a collect no more time for skrillex only time for killers x til we make more groupies pop more pills for the sex this is for the stress we call it blood u call it blue i call it blown life on the mirror i know urs broke i set fam ur way did u get the check fashion did u get the check this a club thing i know u dont pop thangs i know u aint hood i know we will kill ur mom i know we would kill ur mom thought u was real did u forget singers dont rap this same for the strings showing out her back i kept my promise i killed the old school future is still new im original collecting her press to make her headlines dead time i know my touch time same way i made gold mine octobers very own oh man u forgot the throne had to send madonna to kill ur mom this a new owner feel i can see the congratulations from the women u put on my field for me deal u forgot the we i can keep u sealed duck tape fuck tape i bust tape when i visit tradition black and white is still the same make her know the difference between the drugs i give her to kill her and the candy paint this is fame this is fate since 98 i been in love with the devil this a family thang send her to take u Make u I'm talking perfect frame Movie Star Hall Of Fame Whole Family Plan No kill Only for the thrill since my first demo i can only perform at bonnaroo they in touch with buddha since alive and technologic im feeling real mafia without the gun you should the one

[@maorus2]

[Intro: Drake] Yeah, okay Lil CC on the beat, mmm Yeah, yeah [Verse 1: Drake] I mean, where the fuck should I really even start? I got hoes that I'm keepin' in the dark I got my niggas '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 [Chorus: Drake] When I die, put my money in the grave I really gotta put a couple niggas in they place Really just lapped every nigga in the race I really might tat "Realest Nigga" 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 it [Verse 2: Drake] I was on top when that shit meant a lot Still on top like I'm scared of the drop Still on top and these niggas wanna swap Niggas 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 [Verse 3: Rick Ross] Couple figures, killers call and collect (Collect) She fuck a nigga, then she on to the next (Next) Really livin' large, she in awe with a mack When you niggas thinkin' small in the mall with a rat (Rat) Roll with us if you really wanna get it (Get it) Go get a half a million in the Sprinter (Sprinter) Phone ringin', bitches know a big tipper (Tipper) I got the hookup and there's really no limit (Limit) Dead broke is in you nigga DNA (DNA) Rickey Smiley's in Decatur with the yé Lil' nigga, just another state case Bury my motherfuckin' Chase Bank, time to bounce (Bounce) Gotta count on my allowance (Gotta count on my allowance) You niggas snitches so I gotta reroute it (So I gotta reroute it) A nigga 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 niggas 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 niggas ain't livin', so bury mine with me Ross got it (Maybach Music) [Chorus: Drake] When I die, put my money in the grave I really gotta put a couple niggas in they place Really just lapped every nigga in the race I really might tat "Realest Nigga" 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 it

[@GamerM2M]

I mean, where the fuck should I really even start? I got hoes that I'm keepin' in the dark I got my niggas '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 [Chorus: Drake] When I die, put my money in the grave I really gotta put a couple niggas in they place Really just lapped every nigga in the race I really might tat "Realest Nigga" 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 it [Verse 2: Drake] I was on top when that shit meant a lot Still on top like I'm scared of the drop Still on top and these niggas wanna swap Niggas 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

[@erichfik7843]

I mean, where the fuck should I really even start? I got hoes that I'm keepin' in the dark I got my niggas '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 niggas in they place Really just lapped every nigga in the race I really might tat "Realest Nigga" 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 it I was on top when that shit meant a lot Still on top like I'm scared of the drop Still on top and these niggas wanna swap Niggas 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, killers call and collect (collect) She fuck a nigga, then she on to the next (next) Really livin' large, she in awe with a Mack When you niggas thinkin' small in the mall with a rat (rat) Roll with us if you really wanna get it (get it) Go get a half a million in the Sprinter (Sprinter) Phone ringin', bitches know a big tipper (tipper) I got the hookup and there's really no limit (no limit) Dead broke is in you nigga DNA (DNA) Rickey Smiley's in Decatur with the yay Lil' nigga, just another state case Bury my motherfuckin' Chase Bank, time to bounce (bounce) Gotta count on my allowance (gotta count on my allowance) You niggas snitches so I gotta reroute it (so I gotta reroute it) A nigga 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 niggas 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 niggas 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 niggas in they place Really just lapped every nigga in the race I really might tat "Realest Nigga" 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 it Übersetzen in: Deutsch

[@tahamohamed4515]

Yeah, okay Lil' CC on the beat, mmm Yeah, yeah I mean, where the fuck should I really even start? I got hoes that I'm keepin' in the dark I got my niggas '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 niggas in they place Really just lapped every nigga in the race I really might tat "Realest Nigga" 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 it I was on top when that shit meant a lot Still on top like I'm scared of the drop Still on top and these niggas wanna swap Niggas 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, killers call and collect (collect) She fuck a nigga, then she on to the next (next) Really livin' large, she in awe with a Mack When you niggas thinkin' small in the mall with a rat (rat) Roll with us if you really wanna get it (get it) Go get a half a million in the Sprinter (Sprinter) Phone ringin', bitches know a big tipper (tipper) I got the hookup and there's really no limit (no limit) Dead broke is in you nigga DNA (DNA) Rickey Smiley's in Decatur with the yay Lil' nigga, just another state case Bury my motherfuckin' Chase Bank, time to bounce (bounce) Gotta count on my allowance (gotta count on my allowance) You niggas snitches so I gotta reroute it (so I gotta reroute it) A nigga 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 niggas 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 niggas 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 niggas in they place Really just lapped every nigga in the race I really might tat "Realest Nigga" 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 it

[@willgeraghty2846]

I mean, where the fuck should I really even start? I got hoes that I'm keepin' in the dark I got my niggas '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 niggas in they place Really just lapped every nigga in the race I really might tat "Realest Nigga" 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 it I was on top when that shit meant a lot Still on top like I'm scared of the drop Still on top and these niggas wanna swap Niggas 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, killers call and collect (collect) She fuck a nigga, then she on to the next (next) Really livin' large, she in awe with a Mack When you niggas thinkin' small in the mall with a rat (rat) Roll with us if you really wanna get it (get it) Go get a half a million in the Sprinter (Sprinter) Phone ringin', bitches know a big tipper (tipper) I got the hookup and there's really no limit (no limit) Dead broke is in you nigga DNA (DNA) Rickey Smiley's in Decatur with the yay Lil' nigga, just another state case Bury my motherfuckin' Chase Bank, time to bounce (bounce) Gotta count on my allowance (gotta count on my allowance) You niggas snitches so I gotta reroute it (so I gotta reroute it) A nigga 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 niggas 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 niggas ain't livin', so bury mine with me Ross got it (Maybach Music)

[@jw42105]

Yeah, okay Lil' CC on the beat, mmm Yeah, yeah I mean, where the fuck should I really even start? I got hoes that I'm keepin' in the dark I got my niggas '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 niggas in they place Really just lapped every nigga in the race I really might tat "Realest Nigga" 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 it I was on top when that shit meant a lot Still on top like I'm scared of the drop Still on top and these niggas wanna swap Niggas 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, killers call and collect (collect) She fuck a nigga, then she on to the next (next) Really livin' large, she in awe with a Mack When you niggas thinkin' small in the mall with a rat (rat) Roll with us if you really wanna get it (get it) Go get a half a million in the Sprinter (Sprinter) Phone ringin', bitches know a big tipper (tipper) I got the hookup and there's really no limit (no limit) Dead broke is in you nigga DNA (DNA) Rickey Smiley's in Decatur with the yay Lil' nigga, just another state case Bury my motherfuckin' Chase Bank, time to bounce (bounce) Gotta count on my allowance (gotta count on my allowance) You niggas snitches so I gotta reroute it (so I gotta reroute it) A nigga 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 niggas 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 niggas 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 niggas in they place Really just lapped every nigga in the race I really might tat "Realest Nigga" 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 gav

[@blurplewurple5885]

Yeah, okay Lil' CC on the beat, mmm Yeah, yeah I mean, where the fuck should I really even start? I got hoes that I'm keepin' in the dark I got my niggas '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 niggas in they place Really just lapped every nigga in the race I really might tat "Realest Nigga" 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 it I was on top when that shit meant a lot Still on top like I'm scared of the drop Still on top and these niggas wanna swap Niggas 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, killers call and collect (collect) She fuck a nigga, then she on to the next (next) Really livin' large, she in awe with a Mack When you niggas thinkin' small in the mall with a rat (rat) Roll with us if you really wanna get it (get it) Go get a half a million in the Sprinter (Sprinter) Phone ringin', bitches know a big tipper (tipper) I got the hookup and there's really no limit (no limit) Dead broke is in you nigga DNA (DNA) Rickey Smiley's in Decatur with the yay Lil' nigga, just another state case Bury my motherfuckin' Chase Bank, time to bounce (bounce) Gotta count on my allowance (gotta count on my allowance) You niggas snitches so I gotta reroute it (so I gotta reroute it) A nigga 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 niggas 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 niggas 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 niggas in they place Really just lapped every nigga in the race I really might tat "Realest Nigga" 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 it

[@trell383]

Yeah, okay Lil' CC on the beat, mmm Yeah, yeah I mean, where the fuck should I really even start? I got hoes that I'm keepin' in the dark I got my niggas '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 niggas in they place Really just lapped every nigga in the race I really might tat "Realest Nigga" 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 it I was on top when that shit meant a lot Still on top like I'm scared of the drop Still on top and these niggas wanna swap Niggas 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, killers call and collect (collect) She fuck a nigga, then she on to the next (next) Really livin' large, she in awe with a Mack When you niggas thinkin' small in the mall with a rat (rat) Roll with us if you really wanna get it (get it) Go get a half a million in the Sprinter (Sprinter) Phone ringin', bitches know a big tipper (tipper) I got the hookup and there's really no limit (no limit) Dead broke is in you nigga DNA (DNA) Rickey Smiley's in Decatur with the yay Lil' nigga, just another state case Bury my motherfuckin' Chase Bank, time to bounce (bounce) Gotta count on my allowance (gotta count on my allowance) You niggas snitches so I gotta reroute it (so I gotta reroute it) A nigga 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 niggas 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 niggas 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 niggas in they place Really just lapped every nigga in the race I really might tat "Realest Nigga" 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 it