Joe Far - Yung30murdah Lyrics

[Intro]Young 30 murder why you trap so hard[Chorus]Young 30 murder why you trap so hardWhy you got that shovel out in your own graveyardWhy you dressed in jet black with that hair slicked backWhy the chair kicked back and the nine on blastYoung 30 murder why you trap so hardWhy you got that shovel out in your own graveyardWhy you dressed in jet black with that hair slicked backWhy the chair kicked back and the nine on blast[Bridge]Here I go now with a new sound feeling dope nowWith a new crew full of scopes nowWith a few dudes who going to throw downIf I lose you, than the whole soundGoing to come back with a few roundsAnd a loose screw on the floor, groundWith a noose tied for that dude, wow[Verse]He talking shit but that ain't smartHe claiming drip but shop K-MartGot hollow tips and a race carTo ride up and then get darkWhen them shells pop it go well dropAnd you can't stand on your ownYou take the shovel you asked for trouble now you can dig the holeI count it up when I stack bread, and drop a grand on your damn headI ain't your mans I just see red, when they talking shit that they don't liveSo I switch it up, hold the fifth right up, and I'm getting rough in this clubDrink it all, then I hit the wall, and I wobble back hear those subsI'm taking steps and the world movingShaking turning, I see somethingLately learning I've been country, but still write better than the best, nothingGoing to stop the boy who flex, burning pages up with his penI write in blood to no end, put my soul in to this whenPen hit the pad, feel the lyrics stab you right in the abs to your doomI don't need to believe that the man has achieved anything short of rock tunesAnd we're rolling deep just count the heads, got a gang here I ain't making friendsYou talking shit it's going to be your end, if I pop the trunk you ain't leaving man[Bridge]Here I go now with a new sound feeling dope nowWith a new crew full of scopes nowWith a few dudes who going to throw downIf I lose you, than the whole soundGoing to come back with a few roundsAnd a loose screw on the floor, groundWith a noose tied for that dude, wow[Verse]He's stepping into my graveyard got to put this dude on a stoneHe's claiming that he runs Jersey, but this dude ain't been to my homeI got it locked, and I know the best, y'all claiming something you notYou dig the hole, I got wood for show just got to engrave this rockList every rapper you fuck with to me they ain't worth dog shitThey washed up I drop classics, they all was but I now isThem Mickey T's still rolling, with the breeze like I just stole itHonestly I don't know when, y'all thought I changed I'm still goldenStill flex out on them back roads, when I get gone I'm outStill riding out with them holler boys, when y'all said I sold outWho's laughing now, check my bank accountCan't hear a sound in this boothThat fake shit for the graveyardLet the reaper bring the truth[Chorus]Young 30 murder why you trap so hardWhy you got that shovel out in your own graveyardWhy you dressed in jet black with that hair slicked backWhy the chair kicked back and the nine on blast[Bridge]Here I go now with a new sound feeling dope nowWith a new crew full of scopes nowWith a few dudes who going to throw downIf I lose you, than the whole soundGoing to come back with a few roundsAnd a loose screw on the floor, groundWith a noose tied for that dude, wow[Chorus]Young 30 murder why you trap so hardWhy you got that shovel out in your own graveyardWhy you dressed in jet black with that hair slicked backWhy the chair kicked back and the nine on blastYoung 30 murder why you trap so hardWhy you got that shovel out in your own graveyardWhy you dressed in jet black with that hair slicked backWhy the chair kicked back and the nine on blast