Lyrics In A Gravestone - Lasco

In A Gravestone

People gon' be jealous of the cash
Cause they pay low
Thought there was a target on my back
That’s a halo
Reaching for that blunt
I take a drag, As the days go
Balling till I wind up on my ass
In a gravestone
In a gravestone
End up in a gravestone
Rolling down the street, I hit the gas
If you say so
In a gravestone
End up in a gravestone
But It’s okay tho
I’ll be with the angels
If you don’t see the vision
Then I cut you out my circle
Come back when I’m popping
Like you microwaving kernels
Hungry for that spot
I leave my mark, that shit eternal
Fiending for that spark
I pack a bowl and then I burn up
Fool me once but not again
Done with games, I count to 10
I’m just riding with my friends
Whip that Focus, Ain’t no Benz
That’s that shit I can’t afford
Knock knock knock up on the door
Found you sleeping on the floor
Wake you up, we back for more
I get high when I’m alone
Leave your message at the tone
I don’t need you on my side
Cuz bitch I made it here alone
Haven’t heard from me in months
I been all up in my zone
Knew that I could make the jump
This right here my stepping stone
People gon' be jealous of the cash
Cause they pay low
Thought there was a target on my back
That’s a halo
Reaching for that blunt
I take a drag, As the days go
Balling till I wind up on my ass
In a gravestone
Uh, In a gravestone
End up in a gravestone
Rolling down the street, I hit the gas
If you say so
Uh, In a gravestone
End up in a gravestone
But It’s okay tho
I’ll be with the angels
Woke up in the morning, why my vision still be moving
I was off that Henny, hope my rhymes ain’t sound so stupid
Talking like they Fendi, but be acting like a doofus
Shot arrows at my chick, she fell in love, shake hands with cupid
Drinking has me so confused, Hope I get a thousand views
Never thought I would stick to this rapping shit it never grew
On my way up to the stu, making music with my crew, that’s the shit we like to
do, I think I missed my fucking cue
Take a hit, of the spliff, with my chick, she suck my dick
She extra thick, loves a trick, take the risk if you will stick
These are the things that make ya last
Do not focus on the past
When you do, you’ll end up gassed
Take a second, we will crash!
People gon' be jealous of the cash
Cause they pay low
Thought there was a target on my back
That’s a halo
Reaching for that blunt
I take a drag, As the days go
Balling till I wind up on my ass
In a gravestone
Uh, In a gravestone
End up in a gravestone
Rolling down the street, I hit the gas
If you say so
Uh, In a gravestone
End up in a gravestone
But It’s okay tho
I’ll be with the angels