GRAVEDIGGER

[Intro]
I don't want to set the world on fire
I just want to start a flame in your heart
(Stay with Vegas on the wave)

[Chorus: Li Rye & G40]
Watch your mouth or you get [?], best keep that shit to yourself
I'm tryna tell you this shit ain't nothin' to play with, we'll cause your death
I pull up, '.62's jumpin' out the whip and stand on top of him
We burnt the city, ain't no picks, feel like [?] and 'nem
Pull up quick soon as we get the drop on them, same chop' tryna drop a lot of 'em
I'm thuggin' harder than Pac, but I still shoot this bitch above the rim
You dissin' on your songs, you just gon' end up like your cousin 'nem
If you can't pick a side, your ass gon' die 'cause we don't fuck with 'em

[Verse: G40 & Li Rye]
I'm caught up in this rap shit, but I'm back to back on every drill
Mom tell me use my head, I need the meds, where the Perky's at?
I'm prayin' I ain't gon' fail, put one to sleep, then back to chasin' bread
Be quick to hoppin' out, [?] to creep, bitch, you know how we play
Switch the tag, soon as I see that red and blue, make lil' bro do the dash
We catch one out in traffic, won't stop shootin' till that fuck nigga dead
Ain't never been 'bout no action, niggas don't be gangster until they get some fame
Don't do no playin', I spot a opp and drop, walk down, step on your mans
We turn semi's into fully's, catch my man, I bet I pull it
I'm a vet, I'm not a rookie, I ride with 60's for a bullet
I'm paranoid, look how I'm lookin', no ARP if it ain't fully
They hate for nothin', these niggas pussy
Used to rob, if I got your shit, you know I took it
I been fell in love for homicide, watched my brother die
Leavin' blood off on the other side for all them nights I cried
Jump in the V and catch a B, the type of shit that make me smile
Better zip your lips and close your mouth
You diss Malik and get gunned down

[Bridge: G40]
Fuck, mhh
Mhh, mhh, I'm a gravedigger, yeah
I'm a gravedigger, and I ride with gravediggers

[Chorus: Li Rye & G40]
Watch your mouth or you get [?], best keep that shit to yourself
I'm tryna tell you this shit ain't nothin' to play with, we'll cause your death
I pull up, '.62's jumpin' out the whip and stand on top of him
We burnt the city, ain't no picks, feel like [?] and 'nem
Pull up quick soon as we get the drop on them, same chop' tryna drop a lot of 'em
I'm thuggin' harder than Pac, but I still shoot this bitch above the rim
You dissin' on your songs, you just gon' end up like your cousin 'nem
If you can't pick a side, your ass gon' die 'cause we don't fuck with 'em