[Intro: Drake]

Yeah, okay
Lil' CC on the beat, mmm
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Drake]

I mean, where the fuck should I really even start?
I got hoes that I'm keepin' in the dark
I got my niggas 'cross the street livin' large
Thinkin' back to the fact that they dead
Thought my raps wasn't facts 'til they sat with the bars
I got two phones, one need a charge
Yeah, they twins, I could tell they ass apart
I got big packs comin' on the way
I got big stacks comin' out the safe
I got Lil Max with me, he the wave
It's a big gap between us in the game
In the next life, I'm tryna stay paid
When I die, put my money in the grave

[Chorus: Drake]

When I die, put my money in the grave
I really gotta put a couple niggas in they place
Really just lapped every nigga in the race
I really might tat "Realest Nigga" on my face
Lil CC let it slap with the bass
I used to save hoes with a mask and a cape
Now I'm like, "Nah, love, I'm good, go away"
Ain't about to die with no money, I done gave it

[Verse 2: Drake]

I was on top when that shit meant a lot
Still on top like I'm scared of the drop
Still on top and these niggas wanna swap
Niggas wanna swap like it's Slauson or Watts
I don't wanna change 'cause I'm good where I'm at
Mob ties, so I'm always good where I'm at
Word to Junior, Jazzy, Baby J
Tell 'em when I die, put my money in the grave

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]

Couple figures, killers call and collect (Collect)
She fuck a nigga, then she on to the next (Next)
Really livin' large, she in awe with a mack
When you niggas thinkin' small in the mall with a rat (Rat)
Roll with us if you really wanna get it (Get it)
Go get a half a million in the Sprinter (Sprinter)
Phone ringin', bitches know a big tipper (Tipper)
I got the hookup and there's really no limit (Limit)
Dead broke is in you nigga DNA (DNA)
Rickey Smiley's in Decatur with the yé
Lil' nigga, just another state case
Bury my motherfuckin' Chase Bank, time to bounce (Bounce)
Gotta count on my allowance (Gotta count on my allowance)
You niggas snitches so I gotta reroute it (So I gotta reroute it)
A nigga drippin' like I got a zillion dollars
Got the trap jumpin' like Zion when I rebound it
Then I'm out (Then I'm out)
And I'll never talk about it (About it)
The homies quiet, but we all smoke the loudest (Loudest)
Rich niggas and I'm really bein' modest
'Cause the way I do my deals, never treated like a artist
Want the house (House)
You could DM my accountant
My per diem six figures and I'm countin'
Nine figures was the goal 'til I hit it
These niggas ain't livin', so bury mine with me
Ross got it (Maybach Music)

[Chorus: Drake]

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Featuring : Rick Ross

Produced By Asoteric, Ljay Currie & Cydney Christine

Written By : Asoteric, Ljay Currie, Cydney Christine, William Leonard Roberts II popular know as Rick Ross
& Aubrey Drake Graham popular know as Drake

Release Date : June 15, 2019

Successful

[Drake]

The money (money)

Cars (cars)

The clothes (clothes)

The hoes

I suppose

[Trey Songz]

Yeah!

I want the money, money and the cars

Cars and the clothes, the hoes, I suppose

I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful

[Drake]

Drizzy

Aw yeah, Trey, I fuckin' feel ya

They be starin' at the money like it's unfamiliar

I get it, I live it, to me there's nothing realer

Just enough to solve your problems, too much'll kill ya

And when I leave, I always come right back here

The young spitter that everybody in rap fear

A lot of y'all are still sounding like last year

The game need change and I'm the motherfuckin' cashier

Nickels for my thoughts, dimes in my bed

Quarters of the kush shape the lines in my head

Take my verses too serious, you'll hate me

'Cause I'm the one to paint a vivid picture, no HD

Yeah, I want it all, that's why I strive for it

Diss me, you'll never hear a reply for it

Any award show or party, I get fly for it

I know that it's coming, I just hope that I'm alive for it

[Trey Songz]

I want the money, money and the cars

Cars and the clothes, the hoes, I suppose

I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful

[Drake]

Yeah, I want things to go my way

But as of late, a lot of shit been going sideways

And my mother tried to run away from home

But I left something in the car and so I caught her in the driveway

And she cried to me, so I cried too

And my stomach was soaking wet, she only five-two

And Forty, that was all before I showed up

And brought a thousand dollars worth of drinks and got poured up

Damn, my reality just set in

And even when the Phantom's leased, them hoes wanna get in

I do a lot of things hopin' I never have to fit in

So try to keep up with my progress, it's like a dead-end

My girl love me, but fuck it, my heart beats slow

And right now the tour bus is looking like a freak show

And life change for us every single week, so

It's good, but I know this ain't the peak though 'cause I want the

[Trey Songz]

Money, money and the cars

Cars and the clothes, the hoes, I suppose

I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful

(Young boy figure it out, you know what you're doing

Taking it to the top, all the way to the top

You need to go for the money, and not the honey

You know what I'm saying?

You know what I'm saying?)

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[Drake]

Wise words from a decent man

Back when I was tryna put a ring on Alisha hand

This lost boy got fly without Peter Pan

And my delivery just got me buzzing like the pizza man

In-person I am everything and more

I'm everywhere these other niggas never been before

But inside I'm treading water, steady tryna swim to shore

I'm on a shopping spree to get whatever is in store

Yeah, just call me "Shopping Bag Drizzy"

Or call me Mr. "Damn, he ain't coppin' that, is he?"

And fans of the freshman is about to get iffy

While this youngin' that you doubted is about to get busy

I'ma kill it, I promise, that's how I know you're mad

I've always treated my city like some shoulder pads

The big homie, use a flash if you must

And I swear I ain't asking for much, all I want is the

[Trey Songz]

I want the money, money and the cars

Cars and the clothes, the hoes, I suppose

I just wanna be (yeah) I just wanna be successful (that's all I want, man)

I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful (you gotta tell 'em, Trey)

I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful

Yeah, it's like I, it's like I know what I gotta say

I just don’t know how to say it, to you

[Lil Wayne]

Uh, pardon the swag, but bitch it's Car-tey

Long bread, I don't eat shortcake, how come I can't

Miss a woman like I can't miss court dates

Cheese, but she's not in this portrait

And yeah, life's fine, but I don't portray

I'm on the other side, but it is a short gate

I don't want the glow, I want the glory

And I'ma fuck the world, but this is just foreplay

Tired of hearing bullshit, bring on the cow shit

Haven't met a smell that's stinkier than our shit

Ha, and that's word to Toronto

So high up, I got birds in the condo

Ha, ain't that a female dog

Ask her who I am to her, and she yell, "God"

Weezy Baby, I go re-al hard

No further details, boy

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Songwriters: Aubrey Drake Graham / Noah James Shebib / Dwayne Michael Carter / Tremaine Aldon Neverson

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Drake - Money In The Grave Lyrics

[Intro: Drake]

[Verse 1: Drake]

[Chorus: Drake]

[Verse 2: Drake]

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]

[Chorus: Drake]

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