Money In The Grave - Drake feat Rick Ross
[Intro: Drake]
Yeah, okay
Lil' CC on the beat, mmm
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: Drake]
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
[Chorus: Drake]
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 it
[Verse 2: Drake]
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
[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
Couple figures, killers 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 get a 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 (Limit)
Dead broke is in you n_gga DNA (DNA)
Rickey Smiley's in Decatur with the ye
Lil' n_gga, just another state case
Bury my motherf_ckin' Chase Bank, time to bounce (Bounce)
Gotta count on my allowance (Gotta count on 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)
[Chorus: Drake]
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 it
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