Money in the Grave Lyrics

Yeah, okay
‘Lil CC, what a beat, hm
Yeah, yeah

I mean, where the fuck should I really even start?
I got hoes that I’m keeping in the dark
I got my ni**as ‘cross the street living large
Thinking 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 coming on the way
I got big stacks coming 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

When I die, put my money in the grave
I really gotta put a couple ni**as in they place
Really just lapped every ni**a in the race
I really might tat, “Realest Ni**a” 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 on good, go away”
Ain’t about to die with no money, I done gave it

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 ni**as wanna swap
Ni**as wanna swap like it’s Slauson or Watts
I don’t wanna change ’cause I’m good where I’m at
Mob Ties on ’em, always good where I’m at
Word to Junior, Jazzy, Baby J
Tell ’em when I die, put my money in the grave

Couple figures, killers call and collect (Collect)
She fuck a ni**a, then she on to the next (Next)
Really living large, she in all with a MAC
When you ni**as think it’s 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 ringing, bi*ches know a big tipper (Tipper)
I got the hookup and there’s really no limit (No limit)
Dead broke is in your ni**as’ DNA (DNA)
Rickey Smiley’s in Decatur with the ‘ye
Lil’ ni**a, just another state case
Bury my motherfucking Chase Bank, time to bounce (Bounce)
Gotta count on my allowance (Gotta count on my allowance)
You ni**as snitches so I gotta reroute it (Do or die)
A ni**a dripping like I got a zillion dollars
Got the trap jumping like Zion when I rebound, 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 ni**as and I’m really being modest
‘Cause the way I do my deals, never treated like a artist, want house (House)
You could DM my accountant
My per diem six figures and I’m counting
Nine figures was the goal till I hit it
These ni**as ain’t living, so bury mine with me
Ross got it! (Maybach Music)

When I die, put my money in the grave
I really gotta put a couple ni**as in they place
Really just lapped every ni**a in the race
I really might tat, “Realest Ni**a” 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 on good, go away”
Ain’t about to die with no money, I done gave it


Money in the Grave” is a new song by Drake dropped June 14, 2019, via Republic Records. the Canadian rapper honors his favorite team Raptors with this new song after winning the title.

The track features a collaboration with Rick Ross.

Drake celebrates the Raptors' NBA championship with new music “Money in the Grave”
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