Yeah I know A lot of you niggas don't plan on the day when you'd have to see me You see, I'm that nigga that you should really be afraid of I dig graves for niggas like you We gon' get more acquainted at a time when you least expect it [Chorus: x2] Do you ever think (do you ever think) What life would be (what life would be) Where you will go (where will you go) After you die (after you die) [death] You fucked up nigga! [Busta Rhymes] You know that when that time comes and nobody is checking And everything you had is gone in the split of a second That's when it starts hitting the fan and it gets real in this bitch Just face the fact your shit's a wrap and you gotta deal with the shit Despite I talk about it, I ain't making fun of them niggas I give thanks cause I've been blessed and I ain't one of them niggas Can't imagine how difficult it is, I know you suspect That shit around you is looking dumb, it's getting hard to accept it Alone in the mirror, you look at yourself and you smile Disregarding the fact your running's been done for a while Refuse to acknowledge the truth like the mind of a child Continue fronting, like it's nothing while you live in denial While all your people around you start to leave you in the same place You overexert the little you have left to save face You trying to hide your expression from looking worried On what to do when your career is buried [Chorus] [Busta Rhymes] Niggas ain't giving a fuck about your flows no more You ain't the star you were, fucking the same hoes no more Promoters ain't paying and booking you for shows no more You ain't whipping the range, you ain't whipping a rolls no more Reality starts to settle in, you're sweating every wake up You're broke and now you gotta return your jewelry to jacob You run around and you front like you're still on fire But nobody believes you; and now you live as a liar You're only lying to yourself cause it's evident in the proof As your world continues to crumble, come to terms with the truth You're still holding on to them days when everything was about you But niggas don't even remember you enough to just shout you I remember when you did your thing without a doubt tastefully The problem was you didn't know when to bow out gracefully Once told, never burn out, it's best to fade away Preserve your value so that you can live to see a greater day People see you and it's bugged that you mean nothing You doing shit and front to prove to people you mean something It happens in the vicious when the truth starts to settle in You step to the door of the club and see that you ain't getting in Forgetting you a man first, chasing the fame Got to remember, morals and principles, repping your name proper But most niggas don't, and they whole life hurried What do you do when your career is buried [Chorus] Okay I told you we was gonna get more acquainted At a time when you least expect it nigga I'm here to lay you to rest once and for all You've been dead a long time but you refuse to accept that shit But it's okay Nigga shut the fuck up and get in the box nigga! (wait! please!) It was custom built for all niggas like you You just don't wanna accept when it's time to hang it up (stop! bitch!) see you in the afterlife nigga (wait! help!!!) Whever the fuck that is!! (somebody help!!) (i can't breathe, nigga!) (open this shit nigga!) (open this shit!!) (open this shit!!) (somebody help!! hey!!) (open this shit motherfucker what you doin) (open it!)
Written by: ANDRE YOUNG, GAYLE MORAN, TREVOR SMITH
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