TO THE GRAVE ft. G Herbo & POLO G Lyrics

TO THE GRAVE ft. G Herbo & POLO G - Hotblock Jmoe

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Foreign cars and bad bitches, you know that's the life

Always ask God to forgive me, I ain't livin' right

I can't go broke, if it get low, take gang on a heist

Yeah, I'ma do whatever just to make this shit right

It's some shit I'm takin' to the grave

Know I'm in this shit forever, I can' give a fuck 'bout the fame

Pussy, you is not him, ask, they do not know his name

I get a nigga touched, they don't even gotta be in the state

And they know I'm the one

Ain't tryna speak on no internet beef, niggas know me, I'm gon' get it done

My stick strapped, catch me in the back if I jump out this bitch, no, I bet he can't run

Stand over and finish him, no, we don't shoot if it's innocence

You know I ain't into that dissin' shit, they just want some attention, let's spin on

One of them, for sure he a goofy, we run on him

Everywhere I pull up, got ten on

I'm from HotBlock, bitch, we don't got no big homies

Sit on it, we get that low, we gon' sit on it

I know some niggas who really want fame

But watch how I pull up with switch, homie

Yeah, I rep this shit 'til the day that I die

See my soul and lil' pain through my eyes

Like why would I tell you a lie?

If I was you, I would just pick side

For sure I'ma stick to the code

For the day that you cross me, you know you gon'-

I don't play it however it go

Fuck it, you ready? Let's go

Foreign cars and bad bitches, you know that's the life

Always ask God to forgive me, I ain't livin' right

I can't go broke, if it get low, take gang on a heist

Yeah, I'ma do whatever just to make this shit right

It's some shit I'm takin' to the grave

Know I'm in this shit forever, I can' give a fuck 'bout the fame

Pussy, you is not him, ask, they do not know his name

I get a nigga touched, they don't even gotta be in the state

Brand new whip (Skrr)

Brand new wrist watch (Whew)

And you know this shit don't tick tock

Bad lil' bitch wanna lip lock (Damn)

I don't want nothin' but head (Uh-uh)

Still be high on the meds (High on the meds)

I walk right in Hermès (Hermès)

Go buy wifey a Birkin, my side bitch flip flops

(Uh)

I go viral off the trenches, I'll go viral on TikTok

Really in the streets, fuck hip-hop

Make a rap diss, get ziplocked

As much as I be preachin' peace, I'm still like "Fuck the opps" (Fuck the opps)

I just wake up, wanna shop, bad lil' bitch, she know how I rock

Getin' this cake and I can't stop, why would I ever wanna stop?

Never cared about sendin' shots, everywhere I got my Glock

Ayy, before you get on this yacht, is you with it or not?

Foreign cars and bad bitches, you know that's the life

Always ask God to forgive me, I ain't livin' right

I can't go broke, if it get low, take gang on a heist

Yeah, I'ma do whatever just to make this shit right

It's some shit I'm takin' to the grave

Know I'm in this shit forever, I can' give a fuck 'bout the fame

Pussy, you is not him, ask, they do not know his name

I get a nigga touched, they don't even gotta be in the state

Put the heat in his face, skrrt off, high speed on the jakes

Yeah, they be on me, my vultures stay hungry

Book the flight, put the beef on the plate

Yeah, we the reason they march on they homie

Hop out and them lil' demons will chase

I got a bag and a bad bitch on me

Niggas like to just be in the way

Uh, tell 'em "Pour all my liquor"

I'm in this bitch with my niggas

Too many killers, no you can't get my picture

I know that she notice I'm bigger

I got that shit out the mud, and I really ran up eight figures

I get to thinkin' 'bout blood and I'm startin' to lose my temper

I got a bad bitch down in Dallas

I never had shit, now I got it

Fonem gon' splash shit 'til he vanish

I need cash quick, I'm an addict

I like to role hard 'til my brain gone

Off a X pill how I manage

And I won't give a fuck if my fame gone

Bitch, I kept it real with my savage, uh