Текст песни Drake - Money in the Grave

[Intro: Drake]Yeah, okayLil' CC on the beat, mmmYeah, yeah[Verse 1: Drake]I mean, where the fuck should I really even start?I got hoes that I'm keepin' in the darkI got my niggas 'cross the street livin' largeThinkin' back to the fact that they deadThought my raps wasn't facts 'til they sat with the barsI got two phones, one need a chargeYeah, they twins, I could tell they ass apartI got big packs comin' on the wayI got big stacks comin' out the safeI got Lil Max with me, he the waveIt's a big gap between us in the gameIn the next life, I'm tryna stay paidWhen I die, put my money in the grave[Chorus: Drake]When I die, put my money in the graveI really gotta put a couple niggas in they placeReally just lapped every nigga in the raceI really might tat "Realest Nigga" on my faceLil CC let it slap with the bassI used to save hoes with a mask and a capeNow 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 lotStill on top like I'm scared of the dropStill on top and these niggas wanna swapNiggas wanna swap like it's Slauson or WattsI don't wanna change 'cause I'm good where I'm atMob ties, so I'm always good where I'm atWord to Junior, Jazzy, Baby JTell '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 mackWhen 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 yéLil' nigga, just another state caseBury 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 dollarsGot the trap jumpin' like Zion when I rebound itThen 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 artistWant the house (House)You could DM my accountantMy per diem six figures and I'm countin'Nine figures was the goal 'til I hit itThese niggas ain't livin', so bury mine with meRoss got it (Maybach Music)[Chorus: Drake]When I die, put my money in the graveI really gotta put a couple niggas in they placeReally just lapped every nigga in the raceI really might tat "Realest Nigga" on my faceLil CC let it slap with the bassI used to save hoes with a mask and a capeNow 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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