Tombstone Lyrics - Rod Wave

Let that shit ride, Eighty8
Real shit
When the shit over, it’s over
I don’t know what’s after or, you know

I keep my gun in my drawers, ducking the sad news (Oh yeah)
My phone say seven missed calls, I know it’s bad news
This life had left me so scarred, I’m knowing that’s true
Remember times got so hard, I got it tattoed (So hard)
For sure I ain’t did no shows but made some bread (Yeah)
I gotta keep the family fed (Yeah)
Look, just talked to pops about the feds
I ain’t gon’ lie, he had me scared, uh
I feel ’em coming, ni**a
I’ll keep on running, ni**a
If we go down bad, keep it a hundred, ni**a
My girl all in my ear screaming, “Spend some time”
I promise I’ll be here when I can get some time
Right now, I got to get what’s mine
I’ll be thugging ’til the end of time

And f**k these ni**as ’cause they lame
Since they love saying my name
Make sure you write the truest in the motherf**king game

On my tombstone when they bury me
By the river, they will carry me
Finally, I’ll be resting in peace
Finally, finally
I’ll get to fly away, somewhere, someday
F**k these ni**as ’cause they lame
Since they love saying my name (Yeah)
Make sure you write the truest in the game
On my tombstone when they bury me (Yeah)
By the river, they will carry me (Yeah)
Finally, I’ll be resting in peace (Oh yeah)
Finally, finally, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Nah, for real [?]
You know what I’m saying
I don’t really know what I’m saying
I don’t know what’s after this shit
Everybody think they know but f**k it
This shit comes with a lot
it’s a lot of pressure
I’m a young ni**a Believe that man
I’m a hustler
I’m sleeping on [?] (Yeah, yeah)
[?], it’s a lotta pressure
I’m a young ni**a