Bury Me a G (Solo)

[Intro] Bury me a g, bury me a g, thug life know the time it is, feel me [Verse 1] Thinking back, reminiscing on my teens A young G getting paid over dope fiends Fucking off cash that I made Nigga, what's the sense of working hard if you never get to play I'm hustling, staying out till it's dawn And coming home at 6 o'Clock in the morning Hand's on my Glock, eyes on the prize Finger on the trigger when a nigga ride And I be Shooting craps, busting niggas out the door Pick my money off the floor, God bless the tre-four Stuck on full, drunk again Pour a little liquor for my homies in the pen Say them thug life niggas be like major pimps Sticking to the rules was a major sin Keep my finger on my Mac man The crack game ain't shit Niggas tripping in this rap game, bury me a G [Hook] I ain't got time for bitches Gotta keep my mind on my motherfucking riches Even when I die, they won't worry me Mama don't cry, bury me a G I ain't got time for bitches Gotta keep my mind on my motherfucking riches Even when I die, they won't worry me Mama don't cry, bury me a G [Verse 2] And I'll be staying strapped My Mac-11 make my nuts bigger I keep my finger on the trigger for you jealous niggas Wonder why a motherfuckers nutty, and why I'm up worried When I see a cemetery full of dead bodies Mama told me "son, don't lie" And Mama's in the back smoking crack and a nigga wanna die Can't cry cause I'm loc'd up Choked up, nigga puffing on that indo getting fucked up And in the back of my mind, I know I'm wrong Alcohol make a young motherfucker think he balling Collect calls to my old bitches, send more pictures On the phone, trying to bone cause I miss ya Back on the streets I'm losing focus I'm hopeless, homies dying over small time dope shit Keep my finger on my Mac man The crack game ain't shit Niggas tripping in this rap game, bury me a G [Hook] I ain't got time for bitches Gotta keep my mind on my motherfucking riches Even when I die, they won't worry me Mama don't cry, bury me a G I ain't got time for bitches Gotta keep my mind on my motherfucking riches Even when I die, they won't worry me Mama don't cry, bury me a G [Verse 3] So you wanna make a million? And motherfuckers catching drug cases I place my Glock outside my waist and keep a thug face Even on a good day, gotta stay strapped Living in my hood, hey, niggas will spray caps And everybody wanna go to heaven, don't nobody wanna pray So I stay clutching on my AK Murdering niggas that oppose me That's how it goes, you motherfuckers try to play me and the homies Time to make my get-away I hid away in the backstreets Couldn't let the police jack me Gotta be quiet, I'm on the down low I got that ya-yo moving by the pound so When the police try me out, fuck the judge Got a homie that'll buy me out, straight love Keep my finger on my Mac man The crack game ain't shit Niggas tripping in this rap game, bury me a G [Hook] I ain't got time for bitches Gotta keep my mind on my motherfucking riches Even when I die, they won't worry me Mama don't cry, bury me a G I ain't got time for bitches Gotta keep my mind on my motherfucking riches Even when I die, they won't worry me Mama don't cry, bury me a G [Verse 4:] Stuck on fool, Tanqueray got a nigga high Lord knows I don't need another DUI I lead a Thug Life, heartless hustler Just cause I fucked, don't mean I trust her Now my pagers vibrating, can't sleep So I'm mobbing to the ho's house, bumping Isley "Is it cool to fuck?" That's what I'm asking Bitch recognized game and started laughing Now I'm all in the guts and shit Praying that a nigga don't nut too quick Cause I'll fuck and get up, I'll let you know I'll be a 10 minute brother for a $2 ho Lots of hoes getting mad as shit I let a trick be a trick, you can have that bitch Keep my finger on my Mac man The crack game ain't shit Niggas tripping in this rap game, bury me a G [Hook] I ain't got time for bitches Gotta keep my mind on my motherfucking riches Even when I die, they won't worry me Mama don't cry, bury me a G (cause) I ain't got time for bitches Gotta keep my mind on my motherfucking riches Even when I die, they won't worry me Mama don't cry, bury me a G I ain't got time for bitches Gotta keep my mind on my motherfucking riches Even when I die, they won't worry me Mama don't cry, bury me a G (cause)I ain't got time for bitches Gotta keep my mind on my motherfucking riches Even when I die, they won't worry me Mama don't cry, bury me a G (cause)I ain't got time for bitches Gotta keep my mind on my motherfucking riches Even when I die, they won't worry me Mama don't cry, bury me a G (cause)I ain't got time for bitches Gotta keep my mind on my motherfucking riches Even when I die, they won't worry me Mama don't cry, bury me a G Now I ain't got time for bitches, bitches, bitches..