Текст песни Early Grave - 613tino feat. Spooks

Only way to calm my nerve
And let this pressure fade
Mama used to say
You gone dig yourself
Up a early grave
Count my slugs
Count your days
Spill your blood
Hide my face
Only way to calm my nerve
And let this pressure fade
Mama used to say
You gone dig yourself
Up a early grave
Count my slugs
Count your days
Spill your blood
Hide my face

Fuck you mean no, I can't have
That sound wrong to me
Ain't nun I can't have Lil bitch
Who be stopping me
Get your hands off my whip
That's my property
When you talking my name
Say my name properly
I'm not ya average
I live like I'm royalty
I look at the money
Like mira me more of me
All of this currency
Money been good to me
Serving this blanca
You look at me jealousy
Niggas looking at me
Plotting my felony
You ain't my friend u my enemy huh
You want my best or u setting me up
Go head keep talking I'm sipping my cup
I got no trust for like nobody
Riding round town with a pole on me shit
I got 2 slugs on me
One for you one you're for bitch
Ratatouille like a snitch
Loud mouth like a snitch

Only way to calm my nerve
And let this pressure fade
Mama used to say
You gone dig yourself
Up a early grave
Count my slugs
Count your days
Spill your blood
Hide my face
Only way to calm my nerve
And let this pressure fade
Mama used to say
You gone dig yourself
Up a early grave
Count my slugs
Count your days
Spill your blood
Hide my face

All i see is darkness
Streets don't leave me heartless
Ptsd anxious, you need not to start shit
Hold me down no harness
Money made me like this
More fiends need more dank quick
Any block i walked on, best believe i ran shit
Never even had shit
I had to go out and get mine
I had to reach out and touch that
I had to take It to my side
I know my homies gone love that
I need more bodies when i ride
Couple more heads on a blunt wrap
You know I'm up when the sun rise
I need my lunch so i hunt that
I take that rage in as motivation
Member the days i was so complacent
Cooking wit flames in the coldest basements
Kicking and screaming i gotta make it
Can't make it ima fuckin take it
Can't take it ima fuckin break it
Pick the pieces up and fuckin tape it
Need a reason not to be outrageous

Only way to calm my nerve
And let this pressure fade
Mama used to say
You gone dig yourself
Up a early grave
Count my slugs
Count your days
Spill your blood
Hide my face
Only way to calm my nerve
And let this pressure fade
Mama used to say
You gone dig yourself
Up a early grave
Count my slugs
Count your days
Spill your blood
Hide my face