Send You 2 The Afterlife!
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Send You 2 The Afterlife!

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Robbers, they hang in the hood

Where they ride, stayin' thuggin' like a

Bumblebee (Shit, shit, ain't no surprise to me)

With my .45 G-L-O-D (Everything needed in the trophy)

Robbers, they hang in the hood

Where they ride, stayin' thuggin' like a

Bumblebee (I just copped new whip, yeah, yeah)

With my .45 G-L-O-D (You stupid)

I just copped new chain and whip, discount on my massive price

Use my rent money to buy, hoes worth it for sacrifice

Blue .38 for my insurance, last month I was lackin' twice

Let a nigga try to take it, he sent to the afterlife

Yeah, I just got fifteen for shows, spent that shit on gold (Yeah)

That shit like a trophy froze, just baitin' the hoes (Yeah)

This shit make a nigga glow, my bitch want proposals (Yeah)

You only live once, my nigga, last day, never know (Yeah)

Ride around dirt through city, yeah

Lookin' for a couple pennies, yeah

Stones bring hoes, got many, yeah, said

Diamonds look so pretty, she ain't lyin'

I just got a check 'bout fifty, yeah, somethin'

Light I ain't even wanna mention, yeah

Don't ask why a nigga stay boastin', yeah, came

From the bottom, we was broken, stupid bitch

Niggas keep askin', "Cuh, why you keep buyin' more gold, cuz?"

Another brand new whip in your driveway, nigga, hell yeah

Give a fuck about savin', I ain't got time for no investment

I get stressed tomorrow, cuh, then what? Can't take shit with me?

Fuck, already dead, I'll make it rain on a bitch right now

I just copped new chain and whip, discount on my massive price

Use my rent money to buy, hoes worth it for sacrifice

Blue .38 for my insurance, last month I was lackin' twice

Let a nigga try to take it, he sent to the afterlife (Yeah)

Came down Central slowly, 'bout to make a U, but saw the police

Know he judge a nigga 'cause he glowin'

Make it worse than when his tint is smokin'

I ain't make a U, I bust a left, Glock

Glove compartment, know it's death

Parked the car, my lights is off, I'm waitin'

, Grab some food, a nigga still debatin'

I ain't even doin' shit, I know it

Innocent or not, the shit could go left

Sorry, drove by me, start the car up

Headed to McDonald's by the Starbucks

Right while a nigga pullin' off, lights on, I saw another car

Tried to let him by me, make it simple

Shots through the car inside my window

Robbers, they hang in the hood

Where they ride, stayin' thuggin' like a bumblebee

With my .45 G-L-O-D

Robbers, they hang in the hood

Where they ride, stayin' thuggin' like a bumblebee

With my .45 G-L-O-D

More money we start to make, more danger we get in life

Love my people so damn much, pray one day we get it right

We can't build 'til we together, we always gon' sacrifice

Country haters, no more sendin' each other to afterlife