Death B4 Dishonor

Yeah
Oh yeah, yeah

And its death before dishonor
Niggas dying for designer
I just copped a new bitch she finer
I can't live with suicide
I been deep in meditation
And this life is what you make it
If you get that chance then take it
And he keep that toolie on his side like it's his bestfriend
I been married to that money all my bros my best men
Say she like my energy say she wanna be my bestfriend
She know I want it all fasho
Them guns you flex they all for show
Got trust issues better lock the door

Grab the .4
Staying sane
No hesitation he gone blow
Get you gone
Say no names
Make it rain put it on the floor
She love my flow
She go insane
Riding round in that traffic
We was trapping whip full of them things
All that talk they did
They was capping
Niggas ain't the same
All that time when down the drain
She hold it down like Lois Lane
Internalizing too much pain
He don't let it out its gone be bad as hell in the worse way
Shouldn't have been running his mouth
That boy done started it all in the first place
Thinking bout that bag I'm a run up
How that boy got a bag he a runner
All this heat it's always summer
Two sticks they dumb and dumber
Yeah this world cold like December
Came up now they don't remember
Putting on for all my members just remember

And its death before dishonor
Niggas dying for designer
I just copped a new bitch she finer
I can't live with suicide
I been deep in meditation
And this life is what you make it
If you get that chance then take it
And he keep that toolie on his side like it's his bestfriend
I been married to that money all my bros my best men
Say she like my energy say she wanna be my bestfriend
She know I want it all fasho
Them guns you flex they all for show
Got trust issues better lock the door



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Writer(s): Skye Parham
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