Bury Me a G

You know what?

What's up, man?

Sick of ****, man

Man, what you mean?

I mean, step out riding in this muthafucka all flossed out, poppin'

Who, ****?

Like they running shit

****, who?

That fuckin' **** Jeezy, man

Man, say what? Man, there that **** go right there

What? Pass me the strap, ****

****, you ain't gon' do shit, ****

Tighten this **** ass up

****, put some motherfuckin holes in that ****

Aye, what up, blood?

Yeah, ****, fuck you, ****

Four shots in the chest, why **** get at me?

They done fucked around and fucked up my new white tee (Yeah)

I'm just living my life, why they mad at me?

Woke up this morning, I ain't see this coming (Nah)

Should I even bust back? You ain't see me running (Aye)

I hope heaven got a VIP lounge

Got some partners in hell that'll sneak me in the back door

You know I hate waiting in line

Paramedics on the way but they wasting they time

Everybody standing over, **** screaming and shit

Damn, y'all give a **** a second to think

Which one of you **** shot me, which one of you bastards?

Bet my **** Kink throw a hundred grand in my casket

Pour out a little liquor, bury me in some Evisu jeans (Yeah)

A U.S.D.A. top and a throw away Glock

Bury me a G, nothin' more, nothin' less (Aye)

When I get where I'm going, I just gotta be fresh

Pour out a little liquor, bury me in some Evisu jeans

A U.S.D.A. top and a throw away Glock (Yeah)

Bury me a G, nothin' more, nothin' less (Aye)

When I get where I'm going, I just gotta be fresh (Yeah)

We expect the worst, but hope for the best

But you know how it is, amen, God bless (Yeah)

I can't leave now, **** owe me money

My **** on the west side owe me 'bout a dub

And my partner with a few, shit, he owe a ****, too

I should've hugged my son, should've kissed my mother

Spent some time with her, show her I love her

Every night she was praying for me, I was in the streets

Active little ****, shit, I stayed in some beef

Lucci going through some real shit and he really need me (Yeah)

And what about the streets? Shit, they need me, too (Yeah)

Almost forgot Def Jam, shit, they owe a ****, too

Pour out a little liquor, bury me in some Evisu jeans (Yeah)

A U.S.D.A. top and a throw away Glock

Bury me a G, nothin' more, nothin' less (Aye)

When I get where I'm going, I just gotta be fresh

Pour out a little liquor, bury me in some Evisu jeans

A U.S.D.A. top and a throw away Glock (Yeah)

Bury me a G, nothin' more, nothin' less (Aye)

When I get where I'm going, I just gotta be fresh (Yeah)

We interrupt this program to bring you this breaking news story

I'm Kelly Washington reporting for WKKT, Channel 7

Witnesses say that around 1:45 this morning

Shots were fired outside of an Atlanta nightclub

Rapper Young Jeezy was involved in the shooting

But at this time, it is unclear whether he was a suspect or the victim

We'll bring you further details as they become available

Back to you

Whoa, it's hard to believe he's a child

I was on my way, I was almost gone (Yeah)

I was almost there, I was almost home (Aye)

On some Kanye shit, tryna Touch the Sky

Jesus walks, God testify

I'm a legend like John, we ordinary people

You only get one life, there's no sequel (Nah)

So you can't take nothing for granted

And don't take granted for nothing

So I gotta thank God for waking me up this morning (Aye)

And giving me this air to breathe

Please Lord, forgive me for every gram I sold

Every Glock I popped, every rock I chucked

Pour out a little liquor, bury me in some Evisu jeans (Yeah)

A U.S.D.A. top and a throw away Glock

Bury me a G, nothin' more, nothin' less (Aye)

When I get where I'm going, I just gotta be fresh

Pour out a little liquor, bury me in some Evisu jeans

A U.S.D.A. top and a throw away Glock (Yeah)

Bury me a G, nothin' more, nothin' less (Aye)

When I get where I'm going, I just gotta be fresh (Yeah)

Pour out a little liquor, bury me in some Evisu jeans (Yeah)

A U.S.D.A. top and a throw away Glock

Bury me a G, nothin' more, nothin' less (Aye)

When I get where I'm going, I just gotta be fresh

Pour out a little liquor, bury me in some Evisu jeans

A U.S.D.A. top and a throw away Glock (Yeah)

Bury me a G, nothin' more, nothin' less (Aye)

When I get where I'm going, I just gotta be fresh (Yeah)