Afterlife

[Intro] (DY Krazy) I'm poppin' my shit every morning (Poppin' my shit) And then I go to paradise [Chorus] Cough syrup got me dozin' off (Wheezy outta here, pour up) I can see you in my afterlife (I can see you) He slapped the clip in and drove off (Brrt) You know somebody's 'bout to die tonight (Rest in peace) I leave the baddies in the house, superfly (Yeah) That Draco sittin' in the couch, I'm on fire (Future) But I don't fuckin' miss it, though, I'm gon' slide I thank Allah I'm gettin' my money (Thank you), and I don't get tired [Verse 1] Sit in the back of the Phantom and have a good night Ain't have to take nothin' off (Nah), I'm lit up like a light I can't see nothin' in the way (Focused), goin' outta sight I get her lace on daily basis (Inches), she my type I pop my shit and live lavish (Pop my shit), never switch sides You can go to college, get a crib off the clothes I buy We in the top of the fuckin' hills off of Sunset Drive (You know where we at) I'm a product of the field, I'm just in my disguise Get to trippin' off a pill, bro, don't give me some cake (For real) I've been jumpin' on these Lears, that's the way I'ma chase 'em (I swear) Franklins comin' by the layers, that's the way we gon' make 'em (Freebandz) She don't know when I'ma pop up, so she gotta sleep naked (On God) I can tell the way they treat me, they gon' say I'm the greatest (Yeah) Ain't no tellin' if I leave if I'ma ever come back (Pluto) Ain't gon' never let a disloyal bitch hold me back (Never) I done Goyard my bag so it could hold my racks (Get more) And all the love I got for Atlanta, I got the same for Chiraq (Yeah) You can't help who you love, nigga (You can't help who you love) That's why God made thug niggas (Yeah, straight up) [Chorus] Cough syrup got me dozin' off (Pour up) I can see you in my afterlife (See you) He slapped the clip in and drove off (I swear) You know somebody's 'bout to die tonight (Yeah) I leave the baddies in the house (Baddies), superfly (Fly) That Draco sittin' in the couch, I'm on fire But I don't fuckin' miss it, though, I'm gon' slide I thank Allah I'm gettin' my money (Thank you), and I don't get tired [Verse 2] I thank Allah I'm gettin' my checks, fuck you niggas (Fuck you) I need to get it off my chest, fuck you niggas I got my hitters in the cut (Why?), I'm still that nigga I got her flattin' out her tummy (For real), I'm that nigga (Super) Takin' my time, my new bank account gettin' taller I flood out Richard, it's gon' cost me at least a quarter (At least a quarter, yeah) I done been in my bag lately and I been poppin' my collar (I'm in my bag) I got a good taste in bitches 'cause they swallow (Yeah) I done birthed a lotta lil' niggas, I'm they father (Future) Can't be responsible for how you move 'cause I taught ya (I can't) Keep it a thousand, okay, bool, that's how I was brought up (One thousand) Lil' nigga had to pay his dues, manslaughter (Free lil' one) Nine bracelets on me, baby, hold on, wait (Hold on) Nine rings on me, baby, hold on, wait (I'm a champ) Got that glizzy on me, baby, hold on, wait (That's a Glock) Don't be shy with that pussy, hold on, wait (Yeah, it's mine) Ninety vibes at the crib, pick a race (Yes) I would've said at least one hundred to play it safe (Nobody safe) When it come to loud, I'ma roll with grade A (Grade A) I don't go outta town unless I'm fillin' up the safe (Yeah) I done crocodiled my Prada just to hold my racks And all the love I got for Atlanta, I got the same for Chiraq You can't help who you love, nigga That's why God made thug niggas (That's why God made) [Outro] You can't help who you love, nigga I'm poppin' my shit every morning And then I go to paradise Can't help who you love, nigga That's why God made thug niggas