Buried Alive Interlude, Pt. 2 Lyrics

[Intro]
If you were in a pine box, box
I would shovel dirt on top, top
I'd play this record on repeat, 'peat
You always been a bitch to me
If you was in a pine box, box
I would still be in my spot, spot
For you to make it to the peak, peak
It'd have to be the death of me, the death of me

[Verse]
Lookin' in the mirror, still embarrassed
Stop talkin' how you gon' spare us
React like an infant whenever I am mentioned
It's like you need tension to always get attention
You always said how you wanna bury me alive
Jealousy disguised as yo' muhf*ckin' pridе Took you on your first tour with us, tryna catch a vibe
I was headline, you was standin' on thе side
Brought you and that other hoe along for the ride
First time people lined up for your ass
Now you sayin' two p*ssy boys gettin' outta line
You been hatin' hard for a very long time
It feel like Twitter ghostwritin' your reply
Streets out here talkin' like, "At least a nigga tried"
It's how you felt in 2011, why we wastin' time?
Dreams come true, crodie, this is where you die

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