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Undertaker Lyrics


Rob49 Undertaker

[Intro]
Yeah (Alright, alright)
This a message for my old self, man, sometime when you
When you in that rain, man, you just got to push through it (Yeah)
You never know who's on the other side, that dude may be richass
Shit

[Verse]
I was just— (I was just), I was just— (I was just), I was just— (I was just), yeah (Yay)
I was just f..cked up by myself when them niggas ain't show no love, huh (Ain't show no love)
And I treat [?] like my blood, 'cause he treat me like cuz' (Yeah)
I told 'em, "Stop taking all of them pills and put smoke in your lungs" (Yeah)
I bring that smoke like undertaker, but now wake me up (Yeah)
[?] he on shrooms (Skrrt), [?] he on shrooms (Skrrt)
I was gettin' that bag in, put them pounds inside a pouch (Yeah)
I was gettin' that bag in off that rap and shippin' out, huh (Skrrt)
I know that they do that shit for clout and we just not, huh (Huh)
You know all the talkin' out yo' neck will get you [?], huh (yeah)
You know all that shit that you didn't mean I heard, huh, huh (Yeah)
You know when I pull my neck out, bling blaow, huh (Pff)
All my diamonds hittin' – Mike Tyson, first round, huh (Yeah)
You know when you say you ain't f..ck me, you kicked out, huh (Bitch)
You know when I say, "Get your gun", you're done, huh (Ayy)
You know when you hidin' inside, you get found, huh (You do)
You don't want [?] I'm turnt, huh (Yeah)
[Bridge]
Huh
I ain't been the same in a minute, scream my name when I'm in it, yeah, yeah (Yay)
Huh
Once you let a lame nigga hit it, I ain't know you tryna hit it, yeah, yeah

[Verse]
I was just— (I was just), I was just— (I was just), I was just— (I was just), yeah (Yay)
I was just f..cked up by myself when them niggas ain't show no love, huh (Ain't show no love)
And I treat [?] like my blood, 'cause he treat me like cuz' (Yeah)
I told 'em, "Stop taking all of them pills and put smoke in your lungs" (Yeah)
I bring that smoke like undertaker, but now wake me up (Yeah)
[?] he on shrooms (Skrrt), [?] he on shrooms (Skrrt)
I was gettin' that bag in, put them pounds inside a pouch (Yeah)
I was gettin' that bag in off that rap and shippin' out, huh (Skrrt)
I know that they do that shit for clout and we just not, huh (Huh)


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