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young chevy - money in the grave (remix) lyrics

[chorus: young chevy & mc blue]
your shooter missed but the bullet ricochet
wait
better duck, paid him double what you paid (pow pow)
turn our stress to the money that we make (skrrt)
be a mess with the money that has rained
now these exes wanna clean up like the money that i maid
exes wanna clean up with the money money
exes wanna clean up with the money that i made
exes wanna clean up like a like a like a maid

[verse 1: young chevy]
y’all high hiding in your man cave
flash that gat back, shoot you right where you stay
“when i die put my money in the grave” said dad
i’m glad i’m the sonny that he raised+
godd+mn
maybe it don’t make no sense like wait
leave the money for the rest of the next
bloodline
funny that it made sense late
now jaden spending money that i save (what?)
i guess what i’m trynna say is
make the money that you make
from the pain
not a penny from a father
be it any motherf+cker in the game
cause these f+ckers need a brain
breaking mama’s piggy bank
spend it on that stripper change
guess it’s true what people saying
to the ogs from the gang
well these rappers be the sonnies that you failed
well these rappers be the sonnies that you failed
i’m another trynna earn his f+cking praise
(facts)
cause my pockets fat as f+ck like i break leg day
chase a check not a chick, only do dutch dates
yeah your mouth smells fishy from the p+ssy that you ate
and the p+ssy cl!ck cl!ck from the mouse that it ate
this is not a cl!ckbait
not just any mixtape
this is many hours of effort put up on a thin page
and just like a nip slip, she thought i’m a mistake
now chevy make ’em heavy big tits levitate
(woo)
big tit levitator, dimensional penetrator
squeeze the left cheek, squeeze the right one later
she wish she met me sooner like it’s the last semester
you know you ain’t the one cause you more than that, not lesser
to her i’m just a rapper later she’d have met another
difference is the preference
of playing chess to checkers
and turning trash to treasure
it’s something you can’t measure
these amateurs under pressure
i’d give ’em an f for effort
the flow can go f forever
don’t mean that it don’t
switch up
put my middle finger on the trigger
then i hit ya

[verse 2: mc blue]
cause i aim for the paper like i’m up against a rock
save the grave for later
i’m alive so i’mma rock
johnson with the magic
lakers is my crew so better watch
bottoms get exposed when notes begin to fly
so raise it up
to the hustle and the business and the money
that we saved
had the muscle and the reason and some honeys
to be paid
so a couple of me homies said
there’s millions to be made
so we struggling so one day
we have the money in the grave
man it’s funny how they play
on their knees when they pray
if it’s money that you crave
find the means so you may
pave the way, save the day
homie don’t fade away
if you’re afraid today
you just can’t make the great escape
money talks so broke fools be tongue tied
honey takes off her clothes and heads low
i call it tongue tide
no cigarettes to blow, no smoke out the window
no regrets though, when it all changes after i win dough
so look at all the money that he gave
no ones sad, man in fact they be glad cause i saved
oh man, that will was none but a plan
to check my fam and my clan
next time maybe wait till you’ve gotten rid of the man
then maybe spend his money from his grave
then maybe spend his money from his grave

- young chevy lyrics

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