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Bury Me a G Video (MV)




Performed By: Jet Grover
Language: English
Length: 3:29
Written by: G Belgrover
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Jet Grover - Bury Me a G Lyrics
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Gotta move smarter
It's everyday single the devil working harder
This shit hard to admit but I miss my father
Naw he ain't gone yet but these streets got em
I told you I'm from the bottom
Dirt on my nails I clean em with dollar bills
Hand on her thigh I'm asking her how ya feels
She thinking bout kids I'm thinking bout paying bills
The fakest niggas always tryna keep it real
They can't stop me
Move like rocky
Sip on sake
Got a Bad bitch my neck on hockey
I'm too cocky
They try and copy but they can't do Me
Last of a dying breed
You don't eat the fruit the same day you plant the seed
Look what they did to steve
Pussy ass niggas Shoulda never call them family
A G is how you'll bury me
When They bury me, bury me a G
Free me niggas till all my dawgs free
Got it out the mud like a f*cking pair of cleats
Bury me a g
Bury me a g
Play no game around here we play for keeps
Every thing I am know I got it from the street
I don't feel no peace unless I'm hold on me piece
Bury me a g
Bury me a g
Never settle
Been told y'all niggas that theres f*cking levels
You see it in my eyes that I'm bout w.e
I ain't don't plan stopping till I ice my bezzle
My voice is the f*cking vessel
Me and YJ you know that it's trouble
Niggas feel the pressure and they crumble
Might stumble but I'll never fumble
We calling plays and they tryna get in our huddle
When they bury me bury me a g
I been putting all this work I don't get no f*cking sleep
I be screaming RIP
Hope they watching over me
And I hope I get to face those who tryna plot on me
F*ck an enemy
F*ck who ever envy me
In it for the blue cheese
You can call me celery
They tryna get rid of me
You can't put an end to me
F*ck all of you haters
Let the string sing to me
When They bury me, bury me a G
Free me niggas till all my dawgs free
Got it out the mud like a f*cking pair of cleats
Bury me a g
Bury me a g
Play no game around here we play for keeps
Every thing I am know I got it from the street
I don't feel no peace unless I'm hold on me piece
Bury me a g
Bury me a g
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English

Gotta move smarter
It's everyday single the devil working harder
This shit hard to admit but I miss my father
Naw he ain't gone yet but these streets got em
I told you I'm from the bottom
Dirt on my nails I clean em with dollar bills
Hand on her thigh I'm asking her how ya feels
She thinking bout kids I'm thinking bout paying bills
The fakest niggas always tryna keep it real
They can't stop me
Move like rocky
Sip on sake
Got a Bad bitch my neck on hockey
I'm too cocky
They try and copy but they can't do Me
Last of a dying breed
You don't eat the fruit the same day you plant the seed
Look what they did to steve
Pussy ass niggas Shoulda never call them family
A G is how you'll bury me
When They bury me, bury me a G
Free me niggas till all my dawgs free
Got it out the mud like a f*cking pair of cleats
Bury me a g
Bury me a g
Play no game around here we play for keeps
Every thing I am know I got it from the street
I don't feel no peace unless I'm hold on me piece
Bury me a g
Bury me a g
Never settle
Been told y'all niggas that theres f*cking levels
You see it in my eyes that I'm bout w.e
I ain't don't plan stopping till I ice my bezzle
My voice is the f*cking vessel
Me and YJ you know that it's trouble
Niggas feel the pressure and they crumble
Might stumble but I'll never fumble
We calling plays and they tryna get in our huddle
When they bury me bury me a g
I been putting all this work I don't get no f*cking sleep
I be screaming RIP
Hope they watching over me
And I hope I get to face those who tryna plot on me
F*ck an enemy
F*ck who ever envy me
In it for the blue cheese
You can call me celery
They tryna get rid of me
You can't put an end to me
F*ck all of you haters
Let the string sing to me
When They bury me, bury me a G
Free me niggas till all my dawgs free
Got it out the mud like a f*cking pair of cleats
Bury me a g
Bury me a g
Play no game around here we play for keeps
Every thing I am know I got it from the street
I don't feel no peace unless I'm hold on me piece
Bury me a g
Bury me a g
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Writer: G Belgrover
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