Good Die Young

I'm holding on cause it get hard sometimes
Been through a lot still I remain when it get hard sometimes
Gotta keep that pole these n*ggas plot sometimes
Don't wanna see me in the game but like a star I shine

Seem like the good always die young
I keep that fire arm
Buss a n*gga right now
He might loose his life now yeah

Know we got it on us tell that n*gga pipe down yeah
He ain't thinking right
He might loose his life now yeah

Smoking on gas getting high with the demons
I fell in love with this drug I been feening
Sipping codeine pour a eight in the liter real slow yeah

Forty on me you get shot just for reaching
New dick in the glock bust a opp for no reason
Yeah watch how you looking get popped for no reason
Hundred round drum get you dropped for no reason

I put to much faith in that ho I was trippen
Won't do it no mo don't care bout no b*tches
Still hate my lil brother got hit with that glizzy
They took Gotti from me he suppose to be with me

Now nothing the same everything different
Tried smoking the pain away got addicted
Few n*ggas changed on me got to switching
Suppose to be brothers we found out you snitching

Didn't think you'd change
But I guess thats how the game go
Yeah, aye
It be yo own n*ggas mane
The ones be claiming that they ten toes down

But f*ck it, it's whatever
Real gone last forever
Fool me once won't fool me twice just know I'm gone do better
When I needed you the most you was never there
So we will not speak again can't come around me again yeah

Lost my lil brother to gun fire
N*ggas be hating don't know why
If the b*tch gone go then let her go
Why you saving a ho that's not yours

I keep it on me nice try
Soon as he reached was popped twice
He tried to robbed got gunned down
Thought it was easy he slumped now

Seem like the good always die young
I keep that fire arm
Buss a n*gga right now
He might loose his life now yeah

Know we got it on us tell that n*gga pipe down yeah
He ain't thinking right
He might loose his life now yeah

Smoking on gas getting high with the demons
I fell in love with this drug I been feening
Sipping codeine pour a eight in the liter real slow yeah

Forty on me you get shot just for reaching
New dick in the glock bust a opp for no reason
Yeah watch how you looking get popped for no reason
Hundred round drum get you dropped for no reason

Yeah still free the guys to they all come home
And f*ck they nigga you did right I'm glad he gone
N*ggas was hating got hit with the kay
Now he on a T-shirt his family in pain
He still would've been breathing if he wasn't acting tough

Yeah smoking these blunts to erase the pain
Chasing this money ain't chasing the fame
Keep that FN with me you ain't whacking none

Gone slug them n*ggas
Gone bust them n*ggas
Say f*ck them n*ggas
Like I'm racist I don't f*ck with n*ggas
Don't trust them n*ggas

I keep thinking bout my brother
How the f*ck we let them put you on a shirt bro
Yeah, aye
But we gone pull up with them sticks
That's on god blow them n*ggas off they front porch

Or it ain't shit to send a hit on them n*ggas
And have them coming through they door though
Yeah, aye
Or I'll just do it by myself nobody else
And swing that choppa through they window
Yeah, aye

Seem like the good always die young
I keep that fire arm
Buss a n*gga right now
He might loose his life now yeah

Know we got it on us tell that n*gga pipe down yeah
He ain't thinking right
He might loose his life now yeah

Smoking on gas getting high with the demons
I fell in love with this drug I been feening
Sipping codeine pour a eight in the liter real slow yeah

Forty on me you get shot just for reaching
New dick in the glock bust a opp for no reason
Yeah watch how you looking get popped for no reason
Hundred round drum get you dropped for no reason