Текст песни Send You 2 The Afterlife! - REASON

Robbers, they hang in the hood
Where they ride, stayin' thuggin' like a
Bumblebee (Shit, shit, ain't no surprise to me)
With my .45 G-L-O-D (Everything needed in the trophy)
Robbers, they hang in the hood
Where they ride, stayin' thuggin' like a
Bumblebee (I just copped new whip, yeah, yeah)
With my .45 G-L-O-D (You stupid)

I just copped new chain and whip, discount on my massive price
Use my rent money to buy, hoes worth it for sacrifice
Blue .38 for my insurance, last month I was lackin' twice
Let a nigga try to take it, he sent to the afterlife

Yeah, I just got fifteen for shows, spent that shit on gold (Yeah)
That shit like a trophy froze, just baitin' the hoes (Yeah)
This shit make a nigga glow, my bitch want proposals (Yeah)
You only live once, my nigga, last day, never know (Yeah)
Ride around dirt through city, yeah
Lookin' for a couple pennies, yeah
Stones bring hoes, got many, yeah, said
Diamonds look so pretty, she ain't lyin'
I just got a check 'bout fifty, yeah, somethin'
Light I ain't even wanna mention, yeah
Don't ask why a nigga stay boastin', yeah, came
From the bottom, we was broken, stupid bitch

Niggas keep askin', "Cuh, why you keep buyin' more gold, cuz?"
Another brand new whip in your driveway, nigga, hell yeah
Give a fuck about savin', I ain't got time for no investment
I get stressed tomorrow, cuh, then what? Can't take shit with me?
Fuck, already dead, I'll make it rain on a bitch right now

I just copped new chain and whip, discount on my massive price
Use my rent money to buy, hoes worth it for sacrifice
Blue .38 for my insurance, last month I was lackin' twice
Let a nigga try to take it, he sent to the afterlife (Yeah)

Came down Central slowly, 'bout to make a U, but saw the police
Know he judge a nigga 'cause he glowin'
Make it worse than when his tint is smokin'
I ain't make a U, I bust a left, Glock
Glove compartment, know it's death
Parked the car, my lights is off, I'm waitin'
, Grab some food, a nigga still debatin'
I ain't even doin' shit, I know it
Innocent or not, the shit could go left
Sorry, drove by me, start the car up
Headed to McDonald's by the Starbucks
Right while a nigga pullin' off, lights on, I saw another car
Tried to let him by me, make it simple
Shots through the car inside my window

Robbers, they hang in the hood
Where they ride, stayin' thuggin' like a bumblebee
With my .45 G-L-O-D
Robbers, they hang in the hood
Where they ride, stayin' thuggin' like a bumblebee
With my .45 G-L-O-D
More money we start to make, more danger we get in life
Love my people so damn much, pray one day we get it right
We can't build 'til we together, we always gon' sacrifice
Country haters, no more sendin' each other to afterlife