Send You 2 The Afterlife!

Send You 2 The Afterlife! Song Text

Robbers, they hang in the hood where they ride clean
Stang, stangin' like a bumblebee, with my .45 G-L-O-C
sh*t
sh*t ain't no surprisin' me
Every nigga need a new trophy
Robbers, they hang in the hood where they ride clean
Stang, stangin' like a bumblebee, with my .45 G-L-O-C
(Cole, you stupid)
I just copped new whip, and
Yeah

I just copped new chain and whip, discount on my master price
Use my rent money to buy, hoes weren't there for sacrifice
New .38 for my insurance, last month I was lackin' twice
Let a nigga try to take it, he sent to the after life

Yeah, I just got fifteen for shows, spent that sh*t on gold (Yeah)
That sh*t like a trophy froze, just baitin' the hoes (Yeah)
This sh*t make a nigga glow, my b**ch won't propose (Yeah)
You only live once, my nigga, last day never know (Yeah)
Ride around dirt through city, yeah
Lookin' for a combo Benny's, yeah
Stones bring hoes, got many, yeah
Said diamonds look so pretty, she ain't lyin'
I just got checked 'bout fifty, yeah
Something light, I ain't even wanna mention, yeah
Don't ask why nigga stay bossin'
Came from the bottom, we was broken, stupid b**ch

Nigga, see the ice and all
Why you keep buyin' more gold, cuz?
It's another brand new whip in your driveway, nigga, hell, yeah
You talking 'bout savin', I ain't time for no investments
I get stretched tomorrow or cut in, well, I can't take sh*t with me
f**k around any day, I'll make it rain on a b**ch right now

I just copped new chain and whip, discount on my master price
Use my rent money to buy, hoes weren't there for sacrifice
New .38 for my insurance, last month I was lackin' twice
Let a nigga try to take it, he sent to the after life (Yeah)

Came down Central slowly
'Bout to make a u-turn, saw the police
Know he judge a nigga 'cause he glowin'
Make it worse with windows tinted, smokin'
I ain't makin' you a bust or left
Glock glove compartment, know it's there
Parked the car, my lights is off, I'm waitin'
Grab some food and niggas still debatin'
And I ain't even doin' sh*t, I know
We innocent and know how the sh*t could go
[?], he drove by me, stopped the car
I'm 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 clean
Stang, stangin' like a bumblebee, with my .45 G-L-O-C
Robbers, they hang in the hood where they ride clean
Stang, stangin' like a bumblebee, with my .45 G-L-O-C

No 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 hate us, no more sendin' each other to after life