Until They Die

Rolling in with my shoulders pinned
Keep a north face when i hold my chin
I got four aces, I won't fold
Poker face never told a thing
And I'm a keep an emcee in a scope hole
Take charge, in my own lane, something like a road toll
Roll three Gs from the smoke bowl
Drop three sixteens and they're Stone Cold
We been in the gutter, from the mud like a seed
Now we're cutting leaves, growing money on trees
Hustle n repeat like a fucking machine
Turned nothing into something to see
Worth something n it doesn't decrease
Knuckled down, im becoming a beast
I could be obese how im lovin the beef
Chuck an enemy on three hundred degrees

Fuck them all
Until they die
You pray for yours
I take what's mine
Where were they?
For all them nights?
So fuck them all
Until they die
Fuck them all
Until they die
You pray for yours
I take what's mine
Where were they?
For all them nights?
So fuck them all
Until they die

Brother im raw
All in to the core
Like I'm going bareback in this broad
Now I'm back up in this bitch
Nothing but the mission in my thoughts
Getting rich, I was sick of being poor
Now I'm stacking up my chips
If I ain't got a Millie by thirty I'll be dirty
Way I'm putting work in I deserve to get it early
I don't need to check in, I've been silently progressing
Went down, never for the ten count
I'm Mayweather, ready for the next round
Chest out, stepping with a flex now
Get pounds, push a couple reps out
Couldn't slow down if I tried to
Make moves like a mother fucking Raikou
Right type to electrify the mic booth
Untouchable live, I'm a wire loose



Credits
Writer(s): Jake Mcardle
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