[Hook]
On my grave, I ain't going underneath, yeah
Call it luck, I'm just getting what I reap, yeah
Shoulda died, angels kept me on my feet, yeah
That's why my demons gotta kill me in my sleep, yeah
On my grave, I ain't going underneath, yeah
I'll never go another winter with no heat, yeah
Gotta face it, I can't turn the other cheek, yeah
That's why my demons gotta kill me in my sleep, yeah
[Verse 1]
Let the, let the candles burn out first then say my piece, yeah
It's a stretch to tell me somethings out of reach, yeah
Two a days, gotta practice what I preach, yeah
I ain't public bout my business, keep it brief, yeah
Remember walking through my hood nikes on my feet, yeah
After school I had to pray my soul to keep, yeah
Never make a promise I don't guarantee, yeah
In a famine promised ma we finna eat, yeah (woah)
Back up out my space and let me breathe, yeah
Different set of rules like I'm ballin overseas, yeah
Can't forget my past when it brought me to my knees, yeah
Lived to 25 I need 25 at least
M's B's T's Z's
Then give it back to the streets
None of my stats in the sheets
You blowing racks in the club?
Fake love is a drug
Any ceiling is a dub
I ain't get here by luck
[Hook]
On my, on my grave, I ain't going underneath, yeah
Call it luck, I'm just getting what I reap, yeah
Shoulda died, angels kept me on my feet, yeah
That's why my demons gotta kill me in my sleep, yeah
On my grave, I ain't going underneath, yeah
I'll never go another winter with no heat, yeah
Gotta face it, I can't turn the other cheek, yeah
That's why my demons gotta kill me in my sleep, yeah
[Verse 2]
Hold up
Everybody gotta pay a price, yeah
Put 10,000 hours in that's not a roll of dice, yeah
Sacrificed a lot so any less just don't suffice, yeah
Winters with no heat still on my chest, I don't need ice
10 years worth of records, this ain't happen overnight, yeah
Gotta hit the charts the same way con Ed hit our lights, yeah
Gotta take my chances same way popo take our rights, yeah
Went in search of chances that I fail ain't one in sight, yeah
I gotta win, ain't come here to fade, you don't understand, yeah
I got ahead by taking my time, it's part of my plan, yeah
Taking my shot but know when I snap it's not for the gram, yeah
Peep what I got, come see what it took, supply and demand, yeah
All this glow up wasn't practice
My struggle had attachments
Loses turned me to a savage
Being savage made a beast
Had to part ways with the sheep
Had to change the way I eat
You don't wanna see me feast
[Hook]
On my, on my grave, I ain't going underneath, yeah
Call it luck, I'm just getting what I reap, yeah
Shoulda died, angels kept me on my feet, yeah
That's why my demons gotta kill me in my sleep, yeah
On my grave, I ain't going underneath, yeah
I'll never go another winter with no heat, yeah
Gotta face it, I can't turn the other cheek, yeah
That's why my demons gotta kill me in my sleep, yeah
YEAH. was written by Tarik.
YEAH. was produced by Accent Beats.