Lyrics Bury Me (Bonus Version) - Sugarboy Big T

Vision (vision)
Another fire Krid Beatz production
The beat is fire

I hustle day and night, grinding non-stop
They try to bring me down, I always come out on top
I'mma make it rain, watch my story unfold
Mufasa of the game, they gon' sing my song
Bury me in cash, bury me in gold
Bury me in cash, bury me in gold, let's go
Bury me in cash, bury me in gold
Bury me in cash, bury me in gold

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You can tryna bury me, I'll always rise
I'm trap hip hop king, taking over the skies
I'mma make it rain, watch my story unfold
From the streets to the top, I'm never gonna stop
I'm buryin' my competition, no one can make me drop
Lyrical assassin, got 'em hooked like addiction
Every line I drop, it's straight contradiction
They underestimate me, I'mma prove 'em wrong
They gon' sing my song

I hustle day and night (yeah), grinding non-stop
They try to bring me down, I always come out on top
I'mma make it rain, watch my story unfold
Mufasa of the game, they gon' sing my song
Bury me in cash, bury me in gold
Bury me in cash, bury me in gold, let's go
Bury me in cash, bury me in gold
Bury me in cash, bury me in gold (yeah)

I got the money mind, rich nigga I fuck the police in live
Claimin' to be the king on a cheap throne
When it comes to real life, you's a clone
Self made money, no denying
Surrounded by my hustle, ain't no lying
You ain't no gangster, all I see bullies
Fuck your fame, I ain't buy no views
When it comes to this game, I'm a slayer
Dreams keep me steady, they keep me sane
Bury me in legend, I'm the man
'Rising from the dirt, like a phoenix in the flame
Stackin' up that paper, money flowing through my veins
Stackin' up my cheddar, got no time for the haters
Stackin' up the cash, ain't no time for games (guala)
Real street life, it's fuck you and your fame (aye)
I quick with my words, got the the speed
Lyrical heavyweight, I take the lead
Where you from, get smoked for free
Self made shit don't play with me
Still busy, money long we ain't happy
I shoot to kill, tweak like yo step daddy
Glock with a drum, don't get claped
Where your strap at, don't get pluged (yeah)

I hustle day and night, grinding non-stop
They try to bring me down, I always come out on top
I'mma make it rain, watch my story unfold
Mufasa of the game, they gon' sing my song
Bury me in cash, bury me in gold
Bury me in cash, bury me in gold, let's go
Bury me in cash, bury me in gold
Bury me in cash, bury me in gold, yeah