To the Death - Matt Reed Lyrics


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(Verse 1)

Life on the rocks...

The road to riches, I hit a few potholes

Man on the ledge made me at the cross roads

Glock in my hand, and blood like gelato

Gotta be you, Stick to the motto

One stick on my hand, one stick on the throttle

You know it's Matt Reed...

I conquered the... I can't wear it tomorrow

Talkin' in raps, you gotta be careful

Now when you see me, you gotta be there

Don't want the hands, I come with the strap

Strapped in the club cuz I snuck through the back

I'm not the type to leave it on...

Can't sign me a deal, cuz I know it's a trap

Can't vouch for you nigga, I'm not stickin' to facts

Releasin the stress, when she throw that shit back

Wearin' all black with the gold, feelin' classic

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Come from the jungle, my hustle Jurassic

Nothing to something like I'm doing magic

Pushin' the envelope, touchin' the masses

Flippin' the package, like it's gymnastics

No livin' backwards i gotta pass 'em

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(Hook)

Back end just came in and we got the shit sold

Thumbin' thru them hunnids, goin dummy, got a nigga in his mode

Trap ...

Nigga like me never stop cuz i go to the death

I hit it and now she connected, I'm numb

And now i can't feel her affection, I'm gone

Every moment of bliss, it's numb

If you step, just watch where you step, it's on

Back end just came in and we got the shit soaked

Thumbin' thru them hunnids, goin' dummy, got a nigga in his mode

Trap ...

Nigga like me never stop cuz i go to the death



(Verse 2)

Hop in the lamb and I took all the space

Keep the cash money, and I keep a drac

Niggas gon hate me...

Boomin' like Metro, I'm pushin' the bass

Get to the money...

Watch what they do, you don't mind what they say

Chasin' the clout make you turn to a fake

I'm as sharp as a blade, take the head off a snake

Lean in my eyes, make it harder to drive

Feelin' the pain for my dawgs in the sky

We goin' up like the 4th of July

Turnin' my hustle, can't live out a lie

Married the game, I never divorce

And no chasin' fame...

The state of myself that's solely important

Pain in myself so I ball like I'm Jordan

Keep on campaigning...

... I caught a reception

... I got a collection

I hustle for hours, i strive for perfection

Turnin' my hustle, I'm livin' it up

I caught a wave, and she fishin' for love

Live in a world, I don't know who to trust

I'm fine by myself, i ain't lookin' for love



(Hook)

Back end just came in and we got the shit sold

Thumbin' thru them hunnids, goin' dummy, got a nigga in his mode

Trap ...

Nigga like me never stop cuz i go to the death

I hit it and now she connected, I'm numb

And now i can't feel her affection, I'm gone

Every moment of bliss, it's numb

If you step, just watch where you step, it's on

Back end just came in and we got the shit soaked

Thumbin' thru them hunnids, goin' dummy, got a nigga in his mode

Trap ...

Nigga like me never stop cuz i go to the death

To the Death lyrics !!!