Dying To Live

I'm from the land of the trill
Keep mind on a mill
All a nigga trying to do is get this paper
I'm just dying to live
Niggas dying in the field
Tell my homies in the sky I'll see you later
The good die young and all I feel is pain
The sun gone shine and all feel is rain
And I can't let no nigga get the best of me
I keep that heater next to me
I drop down to my knees and pray the lord just keep on blessing me yeah

I drop down to my knees and pray he listens to me
I didn't choose to live this life bitch it was given to me
I was talking to my dog felt like the other day
If I catch who killed little Keon I might catch a case
The media just trying to boost the murder rate
Young niggaz with attitudes we got something to say
I sit back and watch these niggaz turn to opposition
I can't let'em take me out so I move with precision
Riding with that big forty
Too trill I'm big homie
Go grind to get to this mill can't miss my shot don't shoot no bricks homie
Niggaz cap big phony
No Scarface forget Tony
I rather be like Sosa in dat movie cause he killed Tony
Hold up let me calm down
I'm Curry with the ball now
Three seconds on the clock I throw it up and watch them fall down
We winning when it bog down, little nigga I'm done
Inhale the smoke let go the pain
I'm thinking about catching the sun

I'm from the land of the trill
Keep mind on a mill
All a nigga trying to do is get this paper
I'm just dying to live
Niggaz dying in the field
Tell my homies in the sky I'll see you later
The good die young and all I feel is pain
The sun gone shine and all feel is rain
And I can't let no nigga get the best of me
I keep that heater next to me
I drop down to my knees and pray the lord just keep on blessing me yeah

I'm from Cayce where it's hot, I mean even in the drought
Where a nigga do you dirty, not just cause he from the south
Got a mouth full of gold, pray for mercy on my soul
Still feel my homie spirit even though he dead and gone
Free my niggaz who ain't told, yeah the real never fold
Goofy niggaz either clout chase or they troll
Heart cold, igloo, give me green, mildew
I don't mean food when I say I that I want a meal too
I just count my blessings, they can be gone in a second
That can be all you get like a nigga playing tekken
Keep a lethal weapon, Mel, stressing, I just light a "L"
Damn they told a lie, they said the good always prevail
Trying to stay on track like a train on rail
A lot of niggaz in my hood Zack, save by the bell
Born on the west side of hell, gotta wait, like a scale
To see if you stand the test of time or fail

I'm from the land of the trill
Keep mind on a mill
All a nigga trying to do is get this paper
I'm just dying to live
Niggaz dying in the field
Tell my homies in the sky I'll see you later
The good die young and all I feel is pain
The sun gone shine and all feel is rain
And I can't let no nigga get the best of me
I keep that heater next to me
I drop down to my knees and pray the lord just keep on blessing me yeah