To The Grave

Fuck all of that fame nigga
We gon
Staydown till we paid
Do that hit
Know ima take it to the grave
Done seen a lot of niggas change
He tried disguising he a snake
Just cut your grass and they'll show face
Tough thru computers
But in person ain't the same
Act like they shooters
Get to throwing and they sing

And I put that on my set
Them niggas pussy
I'm bout to flex
Don't wanna text you over looked me
You try to slide
Bitch I'm a vet
Cant send no rookie
Swear it ain't shit
To flame a nigga like some cookies
Bitch I'm a don
Swear I'm forever doing great
Yea it's my time got on my grind
No time to waste
One of a kind can't be replaced
I keep it on me rather trial then the grave

Fuck all of that fame nigga
We gon
Stay down till we paid
Do that hit
Know ima take it to the grave
Done seen a lot of niggas change
He tried disguising he a snake
Just cut your grass and they'll show face
Tough thru computers
But in person ain't the same
Act like they shooters
Get to throwing and they sing

You ever felt like you gon die
Funny thing is you ain't scared
Kuz you gon ride
Fuck the judge and fuck the time
Bitch I'm sliding you try taking one of mine
Glock got tittys I'll throw 50
From this 9
And we gon terrorize the city
You touch mine
Swear allat love I used to show
That shit is gone
Lost all my trust
My niggas switched and did me wrong

Fuck all of that fame nigga
We gon
Staydown till we paid
Do that hit
Know ima take it to the grave
Done seen a lot of niggas change
He tried disguising he a snake
Just cut your grass and they'll show face
Tough thru computers
But in person aint the same
Act like they shooters get to throwing and they sing



Credits
Writer(s): Karma Don
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