Bury Me in Gold

If I go tellem bury me in gold. Tellem bury me in gold
Bury me cold. Bury me in dough and dope ‘cause thats all I know
Gettin money thats the mothafuckin goal, thats all I know
This one for the trillest, yeah we in it
Raise ya glass real high, gon head make a toast
Aye. If I go tellem bury me in gold. Bury me in gold
Bury me cold. Bury me low with a microphone and I’m gone
‘Cause if I die. tell my people gon make a toast
Tell my momma I love her but I can’t stay around and just wait no mo, I’m gone
Yes y’all. These words, they could burn cigarettes
Word to the vets, I been learning and yearning
Better worry bout it ‘cause ima return with a set
That’ll blow the subs in the basement, yo
They gon kick Willis out of the basement show
No worries, Im in no hurry
20/20 visionary but the road so blurry
Willis is a mothafuckin digital cherry
He be the candy for ya listening, and listeners vary
They be takin' the medicine, but the sedative scary
So relative to elevated minds, I’m very high
My momma had told me «get out of the basement, you worth more than that.»
Big brother done told me «Will you not complacent.» Homie, I’m sure of that
Sunday service on 38th street ain’t run no purpose through my head
Survive or die. Your life is all a lie. They said the gates would open up when
I die
But I been on a path that’s righteous, full of vices, hard nights, and crisis
So if God is real, then I better pray
But its up to me to see better days
So run it. Till the day that I’m gone
If I go tellem bury me in gold. Tellem bury me in gold
Bury me cold. Bury me in dough and dope ‘cause thats all I know
Gettin money thats the mothafuckin goal, thats all I know
This one for the trillest, yeah we in it
Raise ya glass real high, gon head make a toast
Aye. If I go tellem bury me in gold. Bury me in gold
Bury me cold. Bury me low with a microphone and I’m gone
‘Cause if I die. tell my people gon make a toast
Tell my momma I love her but I can’t stay around and just wait no mo, I’m gone
Aye, this where Im destined
Aye, this my confession
Im showing progression
They needing insurance.
But this not Progressive. Stay safe and aggressive
The beef it got debted
The bullets was leaded
If niggas I step it
The bread that I break off
Every step that I take I just want a Jusepi
I never fold
Cops arrest us, I never told
Every day I hear the shots pop, when the block was hot, I never froze
Stay down, be a real nigga
All soldiers, no drills wit us
Niggas rapping bout me, yeah it sound good.
Pull up on em and I deal wit ya
Niggas swear I ain’t dope enough
Maybe I don’t rap about the coke enough
This 40 on me ain’t shy nigga
Watch how it make yo ass open up!
Me and Willy just ridin thru
Bumping music, yeah this shit live
Yeah Paper he 5'9 but he whoopin niggas thats 6'5
All these snitches in a rat race
Been hooping baby check the (?)
Hoes losing they 9−5 now they selling pussy on back page
I really wanna deal.
But i ain’t got the funds for it
In love wit da money.
They know that I’m sprung for it
So run it. Till the day that I’m gone
If I go tellem bury me in gold. Tellem bury me in gold
Bury me cold. Bury me in dough and dope ‘cause thats all I know
Gettin money thats the mothafuckin goal, thats all I know
This one for the trillest, yeah we in it
Raise ya glass real high, gon head make a toast
Aye. If I go tellem bury me in gold. Bury me in gold
Bury me cold. Bury me low with a microphone and I’m gone
‘Cause if I die. tell my people gon make a toast
Tell my momma I love her but I can’t stay around and just wait no mo, I’m gone
So better days can make me meditate and fade away the shit that they say
But if I’m gone before tomorrow come. Said if I’m gone before tomorrow come.
If I’m gone in the morning, tell my mom I love her and my sister too
Pops wassup? You done raised me good!
I hope you’ll be proud when I’m 52
And i’ve lived a life to die for
I know I should probably write more
But shit been crazy lately
Maybe I just gotta open my eyes more
And as for Ely, If I die, then all I have is yours
I know you having trouble being happy on this concourse
But we gon' fly away one day, this limousine is on course
Records in the charts and crowds thats asking us for encores
So run it. Till the day that I’m gone
If I go tellem bury me in gold. Tellem bury me in gold
Bury me cold. Bury me in dough and dope ‘cause thats all I know
Gettin money thats the mothafuckin goal, thats all I know
This one for the trillest, yeah we in it
Raise ya glass real high, gon head make a toast
Aye. If I go tellem bury me in gold. Bury me in gold
Bury me cold. Bury me low with a microphone and I’m gone
‘Cause if I die. tell my people gon make a toast
Tell my momma I love her but I can’t stay around and just wait no mo, I’m gone