2Pac, Outlawz - Bury Me a G II lyrics

Bury me a G

Tell me how can I survive? Remember me?
Life as a G
These money making activities is killin' me
I'm tryna ball
But the alcohol making me hurl
Paranoid like it's me against the world
Will I live or die?
My only question: When I ride
Will I be murdered?
A victim of some homicide, did I deserve it?
My life is full of misery, forgive me Lord
The streets are full of enemies
Watch over me intoxicated, I can barely see
I can't sleep, having dreams
Someone's killing me, am I sane?
My life is pain and I'm stressing
Brothas be trippin'
They open fire where I rest, hopin' for death
But I'm still livin' every breath


Won't be for me
Retaliation every death, let's make 'em bleed
'Cause do or die is the only way
And though I pray
I can see you getting sicker every day

And I ain't got time for snitches
Gotta keep my mind on my money and my riches
Even when I die, they don't worry me
Mama don't cry, bury me a G
See, I ain't got time for snitches
Gotta keep my mind on my money and my riches
Even when I die, they don't worry me
Mama don't cry, bury me a G

Something 'bout this game that keep
A shorty holla for pain
But when they jock from the
Front I'ma do my thing
I got problems, so I loc'd up
When they killed my parents
Gettin' 'em so I took the hit for granted
And a revolver will be my
Only hope for escape
Talking 'bout going insane
But the feeling can wait
Who can you blame on
These inner-city streets?
They screaming out "Peace!"
But everybody is deceased just bury me a G

Nah, I ain't afraid
Just pray that I make top-grade
In the stray, getting paid is the way I play
(What?) for keeps
While beef creeps on we got be holding mine
Down from sundown all through the sunshine
They gettin' blasted massive, taking lavish
Thoughts of running countable cabbage
See, I can bury me fly, feelin' my high
Well, I ain't gon' lie
Don't cry 'cause we all gotta
Meet up in the sky true G

I ain't got time for snitches
Gotta keep my mind on my money and my riches
Even when I die, they don't worry me
Mama don't cry, bury me a G
Said I ain't got time for snitches
Gotta keep my mind on my money and my riches
Even when I die, they don't worry me
Mama don't cry, bury me a G

Every day I'm caught up in this paper chase
Just like I miss
Will I be crazed when I see my grave?
Stress is someone that's half from all
Angles like take your hands
Where bangers running they mouth
Not to get strangled but who am I to talk? I
Know my time is coming for
Next week it'll probably be me
That's underlined in chalk
Terrible thought, but tell my man
Sold the potent next time
That quarters let it pour for your dawg
Bury me a G

Now I went from a
Criminal with crooked schemes
Now look it seems
They wanna bury me in a hurry
And in my dreams, it's getting drastic op
I picture a plastic gloves
Imaginary spots where casket drops
I laughed at cops that harass my pops
They couldn't last the shot
Tryna get cash, I just stashed you knots
In one day I be done and ready for son
With memories of my fingertips
Keeping my lips numb
Retired early out this game with
The fortune and fame
That carry on my street name, bury me a G

Said I ain't got time for snitches
Gotta keep my mind on my money and my riches
Even when I die, they don't worry me
Mama don't cry, bury me a G
I said I ain't got time for snitches
Gotta keep my mind on my money and my riches
Even when I die, they don't worry me
Mama don't cry, bury me a G

Ain't got time for snitches
Gotta keep my mind on my money and my riches
Even when I die, they don't worry me
Mama don't cry, bury me a G
And I ain't got time for snitches
Gotta keep my mind on my money and my riches
Even when I die, they don't worry me
Mama don't cry, bury me a G