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[Part I]

Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah

They tryna take me for the ride
You in this game, it's do or die
Been havin' dreams 'bout suicide
Can't spread my wings, won't let me fly
And I done seen my mama cry
Ayy, too many times
I was young, I was blind
Couldn't read between the lines
Now a nigga worldwide
And I know my fans gon' die
They gon' die for me, they gon' die for me
They gon' die for me, they gon' die for me

They gon' die for me (Yeah), they gon' die for me
They gon' die for me, they gon' die for me
They gon' die for me, they gon' die for me
They gon' die for me, they gon' die for me
They gon' die for me, they gon' die for me

Act paranoid, clutchin', reachin' for that blick blick
Shawty when you suck this dick, I don't want no lip, ho, you see this drip
Blue hundreds on me, bitch, and no, I don't Crip
Pop me a Perc' and I'm takin a lift
I jump in that pussy it's just like a rift
Soar in the sky, glide (Let's go)
Yeah, yeah
Smoke a nigga like a cig', yeah, yeah
Skinny nigga, but I'm big, yeah, yeah
Hit the block, get it in, yeah, yeah

Fuck a hater, get revenge, yeah, yeah
Hit his ho, pull her wig, yeah, yeah
Ayy, I feel like Grim Reaper, grave dig, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, foreign solid niggas, no, my niggas never tell
Free Trap Trill, they done gave my brother hell

You in this game, it's do or die
Been havin' dreams 'bout suicide
Can't spread my wings, won't let me fly
And I done seen my mama cry
Ayy, too many times
I was young, I was blind
Couldn't read between the lines
Now a nigga worldwide
And I know my fans gon' die
They gon' die for me, they gon' die for me

They gon' die for me, they gon' die for me
They gon' die for me, they gon' die for me (Yeah)
They gon' die for me, they gon' die for me

[Part II]

Bugz on the beat

I hope these habits don't turn to suicide
Heart full of pain, I gotta utilize
You with the gang, it ain't no switchin' sides, yeah
'Cause I done seen this shit too many times, too many times, too many times

Ayy, gang talk, this that gang talk
Pop these pills, they real prescription, just to take the pain off

7-point-62's hit like missiles, it'll blow your brain out
Put that lil' boy in the blender, wipe a nigga stain off
I'll die for all my niggas, I could never change up
Kill a killer, ride with pistols, that's just how we came up
Elliot diamonds look like Skittles, I just got my chain bust
Screamin' fuck all y'all niggas, y'all ain't show no love to us
Ridin' with that Glock box, aimin' for his tip-top
Fuckin' on his lil' thot, she gon' make that pussy pop
Speed it up then make it stop, bust a nut all on her crotch

Left him lookin' like some Crocs, murked him and they took his watch
Sippin' on some dirty Wock', I just popped a 30 rock
They know I don't Milly Rock, young nigga just gon' get the guap
You say you gettin' money, but who is you kiddin'?
Huh, wake up, my palms, they itchin'
She want Chanel, I'm going to get it, huh
Fuck all these hoes and I live it

I hope these habits don't turn to suicide
Heart full of pain, I gotta utilize
You with the gang, it ain't no switchin' sides, yeah
'Cause I done seen this shit too many times, too many times, too many times

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