Grave lyrics

[Refrain]
There's some old sh*t that I'm taking to the grave
f*ck all them bands, I work fine man-made
Had an old b*tch and she left not the same
Always gave her stuff just 'cause her ass vain
I been stuck in this sh*t, it's just a mass chain
Last game we scored, I f*cked your b*tch, is you gon' press report?
I remember growin' up, we used to have to test four
And if you lacked you'd get smacked
Now I don't know what to do
I gotta run these laps 'round the track
And go back to when
You loved me, oh, when you loved me
Nah, f*ck that sh*t
You a f*cking prick (Wait)

[Chorus]
(Ayy) I got some old sh*t that I'm taking to my gravе
Gave that b*tch money, now she actin' likе I ain't gave it
I used to have your b*tch and she left not the same (Ayy)
I used to give her sh*t just because her ass vain (Yeah)
I been stuck in this (Yeah) sh*t, it be just a mass chain (Yeah)
b*tch (b*tch), I got some old (Ayy) sh*t that I'm taking to my grave
Yeah, uh
Gave that b*tch money, now she actin' like I ain't gave it
I used to have your b*tch and she left not the same (Ayy)
I used to give her sh*t just because her ass vain (Yeah)
I been stuck in this (Yeah) sh*t, it be just a mass chain (Yeah)
[Verse]
I been stuck here in the game, all of this money, gon' take it to my grave
f*cking with your mamacita, got that ho in chains
I ain't changed, but you still think that I'm in your range
I'm still a god, and if you wanna f*ck you better pay
f*cking all these b*tches and they still call me gay
I'm texting up your baby mama, calling her my bae
I just came in, b*tch, you better be afraid, uh

[Chorus]
(Ayy) I got some old sh*t that I'm taking to my grave
Gave that b*tch money, now she actin' like I ain't gave it
I used to have your b*tch and she left not the same (Ayy)
I used to give her sh*t just because her ass vain (Yeah)
I been stuck in this (Yeah) sh*t, it be just a mass chain (Yeah)
b*tch (b*tch), I got some old (Ayy) sh*t that I'm taking to my grave
Yeah, uh
Gave that b*tch money, now she actin' like I ain't gave it
I used to have your b*tch and she left not the same (Ayy)
I used to give her sh*t just because her ass vain (Yeah)
I been stuck in this (Yeah) sh*t, it be just a mass chain (Yeah)

[Refrain]
There's some old sh*t that I'm taking to the grave
f*ck all them bands, I work fine man-made
Had an old b*tch and she left not the same
Always gave her stuff just 'cause her ass vain
I been stuck in this sh*t, it's just a mass chain
Last game we scored, I f*cked your b*tch, is you gon' press report?
I remember growin' up, we used to have to test four
And if you lacked you'd get smacked
Now I don't know what to do
I gotta run these laps 'round the track
And go back to when
You loved me, oh, when you loved me
Nah, f*ck that sh*t
You a f*cking prick (Ayy)
(Skrrt)
[Outro]
Just had a son, he a son of a b*tch
Little bit fat, I'm like Gunna, I'm rich