Ready To Die
Rip my daddy rip to kathy
If y'all was here, I swear to god I'll be more happy
Ain't been the same, now everyday I cope with that pain
My shoes got bloody bottoms but don't leave no stains
Loving treesh i don't do that
These bitches only good for kills
I fucked she said its a new feel
Baby I don't give a fuck how you feel
I just go pop me two pills
I be the life of the party
Don't get my thirty's started
We use to palm angels but now we chrome hearted
I gotta move tactical
Somebody please pass the dope
I chase this breesh as fast as you
She gotta man I play my cue
I do a hundred in a fast lane
Smoking and drinking i pray i get home safe
Speeding in a tesla on auto pilot
I fuck around and let her ride it
I got real niggas sitting that stayed silent
My neck a ocean and my wrist is like a hydrant
I gotta keep a steel
If they ever ask what we did
Promise me you wont squeal
On F
I can never forget what we did
Its like now and days we dying just to live
My cup too muddy need more sprite in it
I'm riding fishbowl so they see whose in it
Yeah I'm glad we made it home alive
Cause when i leave the house I'm ready to die
I got her fascinated now she fuck with me
You gotta trick to fuck 2Bz fuck for free
Like damn why you so dangerous
Turn a nigga to angel dust
Fully auto when them pistols bust
I'm getting so much money
I don't even know who to trust
So much hoes on my damn line
I don't even know who to fuck
I got her moving crazy
She wanna have my baby
Could of thought i was from the eighties
Cause I get a lot of money
I remember being bummy
All I had in my pocket was two bills
Now I rock designer on me
Plus my watch five hundred blue bills
She love my style my life too real
Even locked up i missed no meals
A nigga diss me then we on heels
I catch a body then go pop a seal
Diamonds hitting hard like hollyfield
Boy you ain't tough you ain't in the field
I'm still in these streets like fuck a deal
Grab my gun when i wake before I kneel
I got real niggas sitting that stayed silent
My neck a ocean and my wrist is like a hydrant
I gotta keep a steel
If they ever ask what we did
Promise me you wont squeal
On F
I can never forget what we did
Its like now and days we dying just to live
My cup too muddy need more sprite in it
I'm riding fishbowl so they see whose in it
Yeah I'm glad we made it home alive
Cause when i leave the house I'm ready to die
I got her fascinated now she fuck with me
You gotta trick to fuck 2Bz fuck for free
If y'all was here, I swear to god I'll be more happy
Ain't been the same, now everyday I cope with that pain
My shoes got bloody bottoms but don't leave no stains
Loving treesh i don't do that
These bitches only good for kills
I fucked she said its a new feel
Baby I don't give a fuck how you feel
I just go pop me two pills
I be the life of the party
Don't get my thirty's started
We use to palm angels but now we chrome hearted
I gotta move tactical
Somebody please pass the dope
I chase this breesh as fast as you
She gotta man I play my cue
I do a hundred in a fast lane
Smoking and drinking i pray i get home safe
Speeding in a tesla on auto pilot
I fuck around and let her ride it
I got real niggas sitting that stayed silent
My neck a ocean and my wrist is like a hydrant
I gotta keep a steel
If they ever ask what we did
Promise me you wont squeal
On F
I can never forget what we did
Its like now and days we dying just to live
My cup too muddy need more sprite in it
I'm riding fishbowl so they see whose in it
Yeah I'm glad we made it home alive
Cause when i leave the house I'm ready to die
I got her fascinated now she fuck with me
You gotta trick to fuck 2Bz fuck for free
Like damn why you so dangerous
Turn a nigga to angel dust
Fully auto when them pistols bust
I'm getting so much money
I don't even know who to trust
So much hoes on my damn line
I don't even know who to fuck
I got her moving crazy
She wanna have my baby
Could of thought i was from the eighties
Cause I get a lot of money
I remember being bummy
All I had in my pocket was two bills
Now I rock designer on me
Plus my watch five hundred blue bills
She love my style my life too real
Even locked up i missed no meals
A nigga diss me then we on heels
I catch a body then go pop a seal
Diamonds hitting hard like hollyfield
Boy you ain't tough you ain't in the field
I'm still in these streets like fuck a deal
Grab my gun when i wake before I kneel
I got real niggas sitting that stayed silent
My neck a ocean and my wrist is like a hydrant
I gotta keep a steel
If they ever ask what we did
Promise me you wont squeal
On F
I can never forget what we did
Its like now and days we dying just to live
My cup too muddy need more sprite in it
I'm riding fishbowl so they see whose in it
Yeah I'm glad we made it home alive
Cause when i leave the house I'm ready to die
I got her fascinated now she fuck with me
You gotta trick to fuck 2Bz fuck for free
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Writer(s): Ishmael Cadet
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