the shovel

Lyrics

, it's bad apple bitch, a game, huh, man i ain't fucking with dat, quit asking me bout that bitch, i don't fuck with that rat, guess these coward hoes didn't wanna see me blow, these motherfuckers where happier when they seen me broke, got me reminiscing right now, rest in peace to mondo, plotting on me so i keep this pistol in the console, if they run up on me man i pray for them 'cause god knows, i'ma let this bitch blow like it's got a clogged nose, why they want it now? them bitches ain't want it then?, aw, you the kind of guy to hide behind some other men, ooh, got some muscle now, look at you all acting grown, we both know when you're alone, you're a bitch down to the bone, heard my enemies applause when i got knocked, they was hoping for my spot up at the top, yeah i know they couldn't carry that wealth, i'll sit back and let em bury theyself, here's a shovel, i was climbing, they was praying i would drop, heard my enemies applause when i got knocked, if you're waiting on my fall then hold your breath, i'll sit back and let you bury yourself, here's a shovel, i'd rather starve with the ones i love than to eat, with the ones i don't, and i won't, i refuse, i pursue success not at the cost of the crew, money can't buy love, life, loyalty, and truth, i heard they talking out the side of they neck, dead ass, i'm bout to teach em bout respect, it ain't something that you get, ya gotta earn it, and you can't cross this bridge once you burn it, uh-uh, i'm on the other side and mi casa sippin casamigo, life's been tarantino betrayed by al pacino, neighborhood hero, better let go of your ego, x's on your back as soon as you get them zeroes, heard my enemies applause when i got knocked, they was hoping for my spot up at the top, yeah i know they couldn't carry that wealth, i'll sit back and let em bury theyself, here's a shovel, i was climbing, they was praying i would drop, heard my enemies applause when i got knocked, if you're waiting on my fall then hold your breath, i'll sit back and let you bury yourself, here's a shovel, no thanksgivin', i'm on the boat with immigrant women, like my rock plymouth because you i was cookin' the skillet, a nashville in the villain a smack dealer, on my son and let's jack one of these niggas me and j be silly, i hope they forgive me, plugs in this song, told me call when i get it, but if i stick 'em up, and call em saying come and get me, i hope god forgive me, lord if i flip it twenty times i pay back every penny, but why should i when i see how they look at me with envy, i went from workin' to a boss and you didn't, i get it, pillow talkin', tryna see me fell, say i never blow 'cause i keep on goin' to jail, if so then no worries, heard my enemies applause when i got knocked, they was hoping for my spot up at the top, yeah i know they couldn't carry that wealth, i'll sit back and let em bury theyself, here's a shovel, i was climbing, they was praying i would drop, heard my enemies applause when i got knocked, if you're waiting on my fall then hold your breath, i'll sit back and let you bury yourself, here's a shovel