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matt reed - to the death lyrics

yeah

(verse 1)
life on the rocks…
the road to riches, i hit a few potholes
man on the ledge made me at the cross roads
glock in my hand, and blood like gelato
gotta be you, stick to the motto
one stick on my hand, one stick on the throttle
you know it’s matt reed…
i conquered the… i can’t wear it tomorrow
talkin’ in raps, you gotta be careful
now when you see me, you gotta be there
don’t want the hands, i come with the strap
strapped in the club cuz i snuck through the back
i’m not the type to leave it on…
can’t sign me a deal, cuz i know it’s a trap
can’t vouch for you n-gg-, i’m not stickin’ to facts
releasin the stress, when she throw that sh-t back
wearin’ all black with the gold, feelin’ cl-ssic
…
come from the jungle, my hustle jur-ssic
nothing to something like i’m doing magic
pushin’ the envelope, touchin’ the m-sses
flippin’ the package, like it’s gymnastics
no livin’ backwards i gotta p-ss ’em
…

(hook)
back end just came in and we got the sh-t sold
thumbin’ thru them hunnids, goin dummy, got a n-gg- in his mode
trap …
n-gg- like me never stop cuz i go to the death
i hit it and now she connected, i’m numb
and now i can’t feel her affection, i’m gone
every moment of bliss, it’s numb
if you step, just watch where you step, it’s on
back end just came in and we got the sh-t soaked
thumbin’ thru them hunnids, goin’ dummy, got a n-gg- in his mode
trap …
n-gg- like me never stop cuz i go to the death

(verse 2)
hop in the lamb and i took all the sp-ce
keep the cash money, and i keep a drac
n-gg-s gon hate me…
boomin’ like metro, i’m pushin’ the b-ss
get to the money…
watch what they do, you don’t mind what they say
chasin’ the clout make you turn to a fake
i’m as sharp as a blade, take the head off a snake
lean in my eyes, make it harder to drive
feelin’ the pain for my dawgs in the sky
we goin’ up like the 4th of july
turnin’ my hustle, can’t live out a lie
married the game, i never divorce
and no chasin’ fame…
the state of myself that’s solely important
pain in myself so i ball like i’m jordan
keep on campaigning…
… i caught a reception
… i got a collection
i hustle for hours, i strive for perfection
turnin’ my hustle, i’m livin’ it up
i caught a wave, and she fishin’ for love
live in a world, i don’t know who to trust
i’m fine by myself, i ain’t lookin’ for love

(hook)
back end just came in and we got the sh-t sold
thumbin’ thru them hunnids, goin’ dummy, got a n-gg- in his mode
trap …
n-gg- like me never stop cuz i go to the death
i hit it and now she connected, i’m numb
and now i can’t feel her affection, i’m gone
every moment of bliss, it’s numb
if you step, just watch where you step, it’s on
back end just came in and we got the sh-t soaked
thumbin’ thru them hunnids, goin’ dummy, got a n-gg- in his mode
trap …
n-gg- like me never stop cuz i go to the death

- matt reed lyrics

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