Money in the grave lyrics – Drake Ft. Rick Ross

Money in the Grave lyrics – Drake sang this song and Featuring by Rick Ross. The Lyrics are written by Drake Part by Drake and Rick Ross Part By Rick  Ross. This Song is Presented by Drake Youtube Channel on 26 Aug 2019.

Money in the Grave lyrics

Song Money in the Grave 
Singer Drake ft. Rick Ross
Lyrics Drake And. Rick Ross
Music Drake
Label Drake
Released Date 26 Aug 2019
Lyrics Language English

Money In The Grave Lyrics

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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