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