Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song To The Grave, artist - Chevy Woods. Album song Since Birth, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 02.07.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Taylor Gang
Song language: English
To The Grave |
| Sit in McQueen, I remember when we ain’t have a thing |
| Oh shit |
| I didn’t know it’s, it’s different on our side |
| (Ah yeah,) |
| Yeah |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Yeah |
| Yeah |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Whole lot of money bags, nigga |
| Boop |
| Niggas count money, no money count |
| Yeah |
| Yeah |
| I remember when we didn’t have nothing (Nothing) |
| We was tryna turn it into something (Gee) |
| Pistol on my side and I bitch rushin' (Rush) |
| I just sold a chicken to my cousin (Chicken) |
| I showed him the game he fell in love with () |
| Take it out the wrapper then we bus' it (Bust down) |
| Took so many losses, I’m so bossed up (Gyeah, gyeah) |
| We just want the best for what it cost us (Fuck it) |
| I wrote this in first place on my way to Texas |
| I told her baby keep it tight 'cause that lil' pussy special (Woo) |
| I’m just like Jordan over Russell in the club () |
| This new Glock got me with a limp but I need to crush it (Blah) |
| There’s just some shit that I’m gon' take to the grave wit' me (Shh) |
| I told her good, then she could go to Spain wit' me |
| I can get you knocked out for ten thousand, boy, don’t play wit' me |
| Ain’t got the time right now she wanna spend the day wit' me |
| shit |
| She just gotta understand, ya know, you gotta be one of them |
| Just to kick it how we kick it |
| Haha |
| Woo |
| I know them people still be watching from the white vans |
| Them niggas hatin' so I keep it on a nice stand (Woo) |
| No barcode on the brick, don’t need no price scan (No) |
| And I don’t want it if them rubber bands ain’t light tan (Woo) |
| If you go ask 'em they gon' say I kept it silent |
| Grew up with killers, they’re my niggas, they a |
| I cooked the twenty and it jumped to thirty six grams (True) |
| Need it forever, I ain’t stressin' 'bout no quick PEZ, yeah |
| There’s just some shit that I’m gon' take to the grave wit' me |
| I told her good, then she could go to Spain wit' me |
| I can get you knocked out for ten thousand, boy, don’t play wit' me |
| Ain’t got the time right now she wanna spend the day wit' me |