Yeah.

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