Yours Truly, Austin Post Lyrics & Chords By Post Malone

My niggas stack their money just to spend it 'Cause when you die you cannot take it with you If you ain't beefin' 'bout the money, then what's the problem? ...read more

I can't forget da southside Can't forget riverdale I can't forget the hit squad 1017 brick squad [Waka:] Lebron flocka james I go hard in da muhf**kin paint nigga ...read more

Listen good, I don't have nobody But what I might feel all the sounds of sanity, hoping What I hear loops itself continuously Then I won't be afraid nooo nooo OH WHOA...read more

For all them hoes that was frontin' on niggas back in the days, man (This for my broke jiggy niggas) You know what I'm saying? Excuse me, fuck out my face They say wealth...read more

I am the one, don't run your tongue Don't need a gun to get respect up on the street Under the sun, the bastard son Will pop the Glock to feed himself and family By any means, your...read more