"Tombstone (No Hook)" lyrics
Fatt, Fatt, Fatt
I'm on the road (On the road)
Tombstone, aye, Fatt
If I OD today, could I wake up tomorrow? (Tomorrow)
I did it myself, I ain't have to bargain shit or borrow (Borrow)
Pimping in my blood, so how the hell I get my heart broke?
Riding with this switchy police stop us, bro, I ain't pulling over
Grandma said you weren't the one for me, and I should leave you 'lone
But every time you leave my heart, girl, find an absence, pull me close
Bae, we can't be fighting, I'm tryna drive, I gotta fully on me
I find out that bitch, was for the streets and left her on the road
Two, three bitches leave the club with me, after I do a show
Bitch, you know, I gave you everything, so how you do me wrong?
Fuck that dead bitch, I take a shit up on his Tombstone (Tombstone)
I wish God, bring that nigga back so we get 'em gone, again
I went Cartier for lens, wash the perky down with Hen
Wake up, do that shit again
If it's war I'm callin' out my man, like "let's load up and spin" (Yeah)
We shoot up the fuckin' hospital, if I find out he live
Posted with a Draco, up in Clacko like this where I live
I love you to death, you try to set me up and get me killed
I don't understand you anymore, I don't know who you is?
Twitching, moving, itching off these pills, I cannot be still
Try to make it out with that pussy, and you still in Mobile
I'm in LA in the hills, talking to the label, "tell them if I sign, I need a Mill'"
And that's right out the gate, if this rap shit never blow, I still be thumbing through this pap (Pap)
I'm so sorry, the time don't tick up on this watch, that's why I'm late (Late)
Told my mama that I got her, she "forever gonna be straight" (Straight)
Niggas say they want me dead, but I be outside everyday
Wait, I know niggas faking, hating, I know gonna be a day they play
I throw this mic away, I'm so fed up, with y'all dick riding, like, damn, you niggas gay
I'm so fed up with my old bitch, that's why she got replaced
He got wet up with that old stick, we threw that's bitch away
When you die, boy, I'm gon' finally have a smile up on my face
Every time I don't listen to my niggas, they be right (On, God), but I'm loving you, I fuck with you
I need you for the night (On, God), you hit me and I don't pick up, I'm gon' reply (Reply)
I can't lie, I really tried, but I couldn't put aside your lies (Lies)
I stay high 'cause that's the only way, I know to ease my mind (Mind)
One hand on the wheel, I clutch that Glock and Yawno while I ride
Like, the more I live, the more that I feel dead all up inside
Should've knew you couldn't be trusted, like, I trust all of my guys
Uh, cuffing season over, I got hoes in summertime (Summertime)
All these rappers from city, keep stealing my rhymes (Ryhmes)
Taker her shopping, but this bitch is not hoe, she just a vibe (Vibe)
Bro got dead opps in the mail, he said "that zaza come in Friday"
It's a presidential Rollie, bitch, my wrist look like Joe Biden
Broke ass niggas got no money, know, they probably wanna slime me (Slime)
Anybody hurt the artist, all my niggas gonna be sliding (Slide)
I'm somebody, either, first class or a private when I'm flying (Fly, Fly)
I'm on the road (On the road)
Tombstone, aye, Fatt
If I OD today, could I wake up tomorrow? (Tomorrow)
I did it myself, I ain't have to bargain shit or borrow (Borrow)
Pimping in my blood, so how the hell I get my heart broke?
Riding with this switchy police stop us, bro, I ain't pulling over
Grandma said you weren't the one for me, and I should leave you 'lone
But every time you leave my heart, girl, find an absence, pull me close
Bae, we can't be fighting, I'm tryna drive, I gotta fully on me
I find out that bitch, was for the streets and left her on the road
Two, three bitches leave the club with me, after I do a show
Bitch, you know, I gave you everything, so how you do me wrong?
Fuck that dead bitch, I take a shit up on his Tombstone (Tombstone)
I wish God, bring that nigga back so we get 'em gone, again
I went Cartier for lens, wash the perky down with Hen
Wake up, do that shit again
If it's war I'm callin' out my man, like "let's load up and spin" (Yeah)
We shoot up the fuckin' hospital, if I find out he live
Posted with a Draco, up in Clacko like this where I live
I love you to death, you try to set me up and get me killed
I don't understand you anymore, I don't know who you is?
Twitching, moving, itching off these pills, I cannot be still
Try to make it out with that pussy, and you still in Mobile
I'm in LA in the hills, talking to the label, "tell them if I sign, I need a Mill'"
And that's right out the gate, if this rap shit never blow, I still be thumbing through this pap (Pap)
I'm so sorry, the time don't tick up on this watch, that's why I'm late (Late)
Told my mama that I got her, she "forever gonna be straight" (Straight)
Niggas say they want me dead, but I be outside everyday
Wait, I know niggas faking, hating, I know gonna be a day they play
I throw this mic away, I'm so fed up, with y'all dick riding, like, damn, you niggas gay
I'm so fed up with my old bitch, that's why she got replaced
He got wet up with that old stick, we threw that's bitch away
When you die, boy, I'm gon' finally have a smile up on my face
Every time I don't listen to my niggas, they be right (On, God), but I'm loving you, I fuck with you
I need you for the night (On, God), you hit me and I don't pick up, I'm gon' reply (Reply)
I can't lie, I really tried, but I couldn't put aside your lies (Lies)
I stay high 'cause that's the only way, I know to ease my mind (Mind)
One hand on the wheel, I clutch that Glock and Yawno while I ride
Like, the more I live, the more that I feel dead all up inside
Should've knew you couldn't be trusted, like, I trust all of my guys
Uh, cuffing season over, I got hoes in summertime (Summertime)
All these rappers from city, keep stealing my rhymes (Ryhmes)
Taker her shopping, but this bitch is not hoe, she just a vibe (Vibe)
Bro got dead opps in the mail, he said "that zaza come in Friday"
It's a presidential Rollie, bitch, my wrist look like Joe Biden
Broke ass niggas got no money, know, they probably wanna slime me (Slime)
Anybody hurt the artist, all my niggas gonna be sliding (Slide)
I'm somebody, either, first class or a private when I'm flying (Fly, Fly)
