Hoe, shut the fuck up
Back on the devilish flow shit
I'm boutta channel my omens
Graveyard, graveyard, aye
Graveyard, fuck these lames
Back on the devilish flow shit
I'm boutta channel my omens
Graveyard, graveyard, aye
Graveyard, fuck these lames
Yuh, pound on my chest, cause I'm thinkin' I'm the best
Only Lil' Revive, you can motherfuck the rest
Get the fuck out the way, then I resuscitate
Everything that I hate is everything that I am
Bitch I got problems, fuck around and solve them
Seeing all my enemies I think it's time to drop them
Make another reference to me, welcome to the yard though
Listen to my best tracks, think it's time to top them, yuh
Blessed up, blessed up, finally feeling next up
World tour next year, and I ain't boutta let up
Came right out of poverty, but now I got a leg up
Coming out the trench, better duck, just a heads up
I don't drugs, I don't pop no xans for clout
Get the fuck out my way with that fake ass sound
Let me grab that Smith&Wesson, no resurrection
But now you should know we don't fuck with you pesants
Hoe, shut the fuck up
Back on the devilish flow shit
I'm boutta channel my omens
Graveyard, graveyard, aye
Graveyard, fuck these lames
Back on the devilish flow shit
I'm boutta channel my omens
Graveyard, graveyard, aye
Graveyard, fuck these lames
Get in my zone, on my own
Get off my throne, don't make me show 'em
Glock got chrome, gold on my phone
Catch me outside, never go home
Always made tracks and I did it alone
Talk about drugs, but boy you don't know
Tracks in my heart, and they ain't for show
You say you got bars, but we'll never know
Tell me, tell me why
Tell me, tell me why
Tell me, tell me why
Tell me, tell me why
Hoe, shut the fuck up
Back on the devilish flow shit
I'm boutta channel my omens
Graveyard, graveyard, aye
Graveyard, fuck these lames
Back on the devilish flow shit
I'm boutta channel my omens
Graveyard, graveyard, aye
Graveyard, fuck these lames