Текст песни YEAH. - Tarik
On
my
grave,
I
ain't
going
underneath
yea
Call
it
luck,
I'm
just
getting
what
I
reap
yea
Shoulda
died,
angels
kept
me
on
my
feet
yea
'Swhy
my
demons
gotta
kill
me
in
my
sleep
yea
On
my
grave,
I
ain't
going
underneath
yea
I'll
never
go
another
winter
with
no
heat
yea
Gotta
face
it,
I
can't
turn
the
other
cheek
yea
That's
why
my
demons
gotta
kill
me
in
my
sleep
yea
Let
the
candles
burn
out
first
then
cut
my
piece
It's
a
stretch
to
tell
me
somethings
out
of
reach
Two
a
days,
gotta
practice
what
I
preach
I
ain't
public
bout
my
business,
keep
it
brief
Remember
walking
through
my
hood
nikes
on
my
feet
yea
After
school
I
had
to
pray
my
soul
to
keep
yea
Never
make
a
promise
I
don't
guarantee
yea
In
a
famine
promised
ma
we
finna
eat
yea...
Woah
Back
up
out
my
space
and
let
me
breathe
Different
set
of
rules
like
I'm
ballin
overseas
Can't
forget
my
past
when
it
brought
me
to
my
knees
Lived
to
25
I
need
25
at
least
Ms
Bs
Ts
Zs
Then
give
it
back
to
the
streets
None
of
my
stats
in
the
sheets
You
blowing
racks
in
the
club?
Fake
love
is
a
drug
Any
ceiling
is
a
dub
I
ain't
get
here
by
luck
On
my
grave,
I
ain't
going
underneath
yea
Call
it
luck,
I'm
just
getting
what
I
reap
yea
Shoulda
died,
angels
kept
me
on
my
feet
yea
'Swhy
my
demons
gotta
kill
me
in
my
sleep
yea
On
my
grave,
I
ain't
going
underneath
yea
I'll
never
go
another
winter
with
no
heat
yea
Gotta
face
it,
I
can't
turn
the
other
cheek
yea
That's
why
my
demons
gotta
kill
me
in
my
sleep
yea
Hold
up
Everybody
gotta
pay
a
price
Put
10,000
hours
in
that's
not
a
roll
of
dice
Sacraficed
a
lot
so
any
less
just
don't
suffice
Winters
with
no
heat
still
on
my
chest,
I
don't
need
ice
10
years
worth
of
records,
this
ain't
happen
overnight
Gotta
hit
the
charts
the
same
way
con
Ed
hit
our
lights
yea
Gotta
take
my
chances
same
way
popo
take
our
rights
yea
Went
in
search
of
chances
that
I
fail
ain't
one
in
sight
yea
I
gotta
win,
ain't
come
here
to
fade,
you
don't
understand
yea
I
got
ahead
by
taking
my
time,
it's
part
of
my
plan
yea
Taking
my
shot
but
know
when
I
snap
it's
not
for
the
gram
yea
Peep
what
I
got,
come
see
what
it
took,
supply
and
demand
yea
All
this
glow
up
wasn't
practice
My
struggle
had
attachments
Loses
turned
me
to
a
savage
Being
savage
made
a
beast
Had
to
part
ways
with
the
sheep
Had
to
change
the
way
I
eat
You
don't
wanna
see
me
feast
On
my
grave,
I
ain't
going
underneath
yea
Call
it
luck,
I'm
just
getting
what
I
reap
yea
Shoulda
died,
angels
kept
me
on
my
feet
yea
'Swhy
my
demons
gotta
kill
me
in
my
sleep
yea
On
my
grave,
I
ain't
going
underneath
yea
I'll
never
go
another
winter
with
no
heat
yea
Gotta
face
it,
I
can't
turn
the
other
cheek
yea
That's
why
my
demons
gotta
kill
me
in
my
sleep
yea

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