Show my face and leave
I ain't got no time to grieve
Cause the way I f*cking see it
No it's better them than me
Pop a couple waves
Now I'm floating in my grave
No it's death I'm not afraid
I've been feeling so depraved
Stories uncovered they're down in the sediment
Never not dissing when I'm in my element
Ain't ever stopping no that is a definite
Bitch I've been smoking I got all the medicine
Double a cup I've been sipping the juice
Motherf*ckers are verbatim taking every word they choose
Flowing the same and they don't ever change
And no switching it up got no hint of a range
Pull up I got a few grams in the back
We be rolling it up got the green out the sack
Mixing it up we just make it to powder
We got all the candy and making it sour
Bringing the shooters and bringing down doors
Taking the bricks in the walls and the floor
Knocking em over they slang on the street
While we're up in the back and we're smoking their weed
Show up then I leave
I ain't got no time to grieve
Cause the way I f*cking see it
No it's better them than me
Pop a couple waves
Now I'm floating in my grave
No it's death I'm not afraid
I've been feeling so depraved
Moments below all the dirt in the ground
Where they're buried forever and cannot be found
Rain it be coming and washing away
All the mulch on the top and it will not remain
Make it to the top but the flow never stop
Motherf*cker gotta drip and let a body f*cking drop
Another reason I'm the best and everybody can agree
But these shitty f*cking rappers got the salt like the sea
Switching on bitches I'll never be missing
I'm spitting and sipping I write all my writtens
Grabbing the dope got a couple of bundles
In back of the trunk out the concrete jungle
Never not making I don't ever slack
Spending some money I'm making it back
Bitch I'm recording I got in the storage
A thousand more songs never been on a shortage
Show up then I leave
I ain't got no time to grieve
Cause the way I f*cking see it
No it's better them than me
Pop a couple waves
Now I'm floating in my grave
No it's death I'm not afraid
I've been feeling so depraved
YCK - Sediment Lyrics
YCK - Sediment Lyrics
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Show my face and leave
I ain't got no time to grieve
Cause the way I f*cking see it
No it's better them than me
Pop a couple waves
Now I'm floating in my grave
No it's death I'm not afraid
I've been feeling so depraved
Stories uncovered they're down in the sediment
Never not dissing when I'm in my element
Ain't ever stopping no that is a definite
Bitch I've been smoking I got all the medicine
Double a cup I've been sipping the juice
Motherf*ckers are verbatim taking every word they choose
Flowing the same and they don't ever change
And no switching it up got no hint of a range
Pull up I got a few grams in the back
We be rolling it up got the green out the sack
Mixing it up we just make it to powder
We got all the candy and making it sour
Bringing the shooters and bringing down doors
Taking the bricks in the walls and the floor
Knocking em over they slang on the street
While we're up in the back and we're smoking their weed
Show up then I leave
I ain't got no time to grieve
Cause the way I f*cking see it
No it's better them than me
Pop a couple waves
Now I'm floating in my grave
No it's death I'm not afraid
I've been feeling so depraved
Moments below all the dirt in the ground
Where they're buried forever and cannot be found
Rain it be coming and washing away
All the mulch on the top and it will not remain
Make it to the top but the flow never stop
Motherf*cker gotta drip and let a body f*cking drop
Another reason I'm the best and everybody can agree
But these shitty f*cking rappers got the salt like the sea
Switching on bitches I'll never be missing
I'm spitting and sipping I write all my writtens
Grabbing the dope got a couple of bundles
In back of the trunk out the concrete jungle
Never not making I don't ever slack
Spending some money I'm making it back
Bitch I'm recording I got in the storage
A thousand more songs never been on a shortage
Show up then I leave
I ain't got no time to grieve
Cause the way I f*cking see it
No it's better them than me
Pop a couple waves
Now I'm floating in my grave
No it's death I'm not afraid
I've been feeling so depraved
I ain't got no time to grieve
Cause the way I f*cking see it
No it's better them than me
Pop a couple waves
Now I'm floating in my grave
No it's death I'm not afraid
I've been feeling so depraved
Stories uncovered they're down in the sediment
Never not dissing when I'm in my element
Ain't ever stopping no that is a definite
Bitch I've been smoking I got all the medicine
Double a cup I've been sipping the juice
Motherf*ckers are verbatim taking every word they choose
Flowing the same and they don't ever change
And no switching it up got no hint of a range
Pull up I got a few grams in the back
We be rolling it up got the green out the sack
Mixing it up we just make it to powder
We got all the candy and making it sour
Bringing the shooters and bringing down doors
Taking the bricks in the walls and the floor
Knocking em over they slang on the street
While we're up in the back and we're smoking their weed
Show up then I leave
I ain't got no time to grieve
Cause the way I f*cking see it
No it's better them than me
Pop a couple waves
Now I'm floating in my grave
No it's death I'm not afraid
I've been feeling so depraved
Moments below all the dirt in the ground
Where they're buried forever and cannot be found
Rain it be coming and washing away
All the mulch on the top and it will not remain
Make it to the top but the flow never stop
Motherf*cker gotta drip and let a body f*cking drop
Another reason I'm the best and everybody can agree
But these shitty f*cking rappers got the salt like the sea
Switching on bitches I'll never be missing
I'm spitting and sipping I write all my writtens
Grabbing the dope got a couple of bundles
In back of the trunk out the concrete jungle
Never not making I don't ever slack
Spending some money I'm making it back
Bitch I'm recording I got in the storage
A thousand more songs never been on a shortage
Show up then I leave
I ain't got no time to grieve
Cause the way I f*cking see it
No it's better them than me
Pop a couple waves
Now I'm floating in my grave
No it's death I'm not afraid
I've been feeling so depraved
Writer: YCK
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