Bury Me a G (feat. Natasha Walker)

Thinkin' back, reminiscin' on my teens

A young G gettin' paid off of dope fiends

Fuckin' off cash that I made

****, what's the sense of workin' hard if you never get to play?

I'm hustlin', stayin' out till it's dawn

And comin' home at 6 o'clock in the mornin'

Hand's on my glock, eyes on the prize

Finger on the trigger when a **** rides

Shootin' craps, bustin' **** out the door

Pick my money off the floor

God bless the tre-four

Stuck on full, drunk again

Sippin' on gin with a couple of friends

Sayin' them thug life **** be like major pimps

Stickin' to the rules, wasn't made to simp

And if I die, let it be

But when they come for me, bury me a G

I ain't got time for bitches

Gotta keep my mind on my motherfuckin' riches

Even when I die, they won't worry me

Mama don't cry, bury me a G

And I ain't got time for bitches

Gotta keep my mind on my motherfuckin' riches

But when I die, they won't worry me

Mama don't cry, bury me a G

More trouble than the average

Just made 25 and I'm livin' like a savage

Bein' a G, it ain't no easy thing

'Cause you could fuck around, get crossed

Then get stuck in the game

And for the rest of your life, you will sit and reminisce

Wonder why it had to end like this

And to the G's you can feel my pain

Till the motherfucker gets born again

You thought it was a game, kid

I'm not the **** for playin' games

I let my buckshots fly when I pull the trigger on my gauge

I'm on a rampage makin' runs for the devil

Ain't nothin' on my mind but gettin' in some trouble

I'm tryna ride no more loves for me hard to figure

Get a **** fuck a blunt, or hit some jewelry store

I gives a fuck, ****'s outta luck

When I bust, pull me to my death

But I'm a G, to the end of me, bury me

I ain't got time for bitches

Gotta keep my mind on my motherfuckin' riches

Even when I die, they won't worry me

Mama don't cry, bury me a G

Said I ain't got time for bitches

Gotta keep my mind on my motherfuckin' riches

'Cause even when I die, they won't worry me

Mama don't cry, bury me a G

I got nothin' to lose so I choose to be a killer

Went from bangin' to slangin', now I'm a dope dealer

All my life paid the price to be the boss

Back in school wrote the rules on gettin' tossed

Poppin' rocks on the block was a past time

Pack a 9 all the time, you wanna test mine?

Don't cry, I'd die before they play me

From the cradle to the grave, bury me a G

Straight thuggin', kickin' it with the homies in the hood

Gettin' drunk, smokin' blunts

My bitch said I'm no good

I gives a fuck, I spend my time in the dope spot

Never had no time for no bitch, just slangin' rocks

And bustin' caps on your punk ass marks

Fake ass G's, bitch **** with no heart

I'm stayin' real till I'm six feet deep

So when a **** gone, just bury me a G

Ain't got time for bitches

Gotta keep my mind on my motherfuckin' riches

Even when I die, they won't worry me

Mama don't cry, bury me a G

Said I ain't got time for bitches

Gotta keep my mind on my motherfuckin' riches

Even when I die, they won't worry me

Mama don't cry, bury me a G

Stuck on full, Tanqueray got a **** high

Lord knows I don't need another DUI

I live the thug life, heartless hustler

Just 'cause I fucked, don't mean I trust her

Now my pager's vibratin', can't sleep

So I'm mobbin' to the hoe's house, bumpin' Isley

"Is it cool to fuck?" is what I'm askin'

Bitch recognized game and started laughin'

When I'm all in the guts and shit

Prayin' that a **** don't nut too quick

'Cause I'll fuck and get up, I'll let you know

I'll be a ten-minute brother for a two-dollar hoe

Lots of hoes gettin' mad and shit

I let a trick be a trick, you can have that bitch

'Cause I doubt if I change, the game's a motherfucker

Real **** turn to busters, bury me a G

I ain't got time for bitches

Gotta keep my mind on my motherfuckin' riches

Even when I die, they won't worry me

Mama don't cry, bury me a G

'Cause I ain't got time for bitches

Gotta keep my mind on my motherfuckin' riches

Even when I die, they won't worry me

Mama don't cry, bury me a G

I ain't got time for bitches

Gotta keep my mind on my motherfuckin' riches

Even when I die, they won't worry me

Mama don't cry, bury me a G

Said, I ain't got time for bitches

Gotta keep my mind on my motherfuckin' riches

Even when I die, they won't worry me

Mama don't cry, bury me a G

Because I ain't got time for bitches

Gotta keep...Come on, come on

Even when I die, they won't worry me

Mama don't cry, bury me a G

'Cause I ain't got time for bitches

Gotta keep my mind on my motherfuckin' riches

Even when I die, they won't worry me

Mama don't cry, bury me a G

Reminisce, and I ain't got time for bitches, bitches