Livin' 2 Die (Radio Edit)

See I write what I feel
There's no changing that
Brooklyn see a lot of fraud shit though
Facts I'm a stay solid
How many held it down
How many of em told
How many of em blood
How many of em bros
Brag about their streams but how Many of em sold
I was livin' just to die
I was speeding' Lord knows
Living just to die I was speeding Lord knows how many of em
Held it down how many told
How many of em blood
How many of em bros
Brag about their streams but how Many of em sold real talk

Blue and whites flash duckin' from
My karma dealin' on the corner while I'm dealin' with corona
Cops drag him out the car and beat
Him to a coma it's the same cycle
Shhh repeats over and over
Heart gettin' colder
Started lyin' to the judges
Blind to the Public thinkin'
God doesn't love us
Swore on my pops but never lied to My mother never trust a cop boy
You gon' die undercovers

Really had to live that wolves on the Prowl so the 40 where my hip at Chrome handle pokin' where my rib At Brooklyn how many of em live Dead on arrival but
I'm livin just to die

How many held it down
How many of em told
How many of em blood
How many of em bros
Brag about their streams but how Many of em sold
I was livin' just to die I was speedin'
Lord knows livin' just to die
I was speedin' Lord knows
How many of em held it down
How many told how many of em Blood how many of em bros
Brag about their streams but
How many of em sold real talk

So broke couldn't change socks $!&@ an everyday cop fuck em
The motto's every day cop
I hit it with the soda then whip it until It stay rock
Moms home from work and
She whippin' right out the same pot Word see when you
Broke everybody down and when They owe you money they gon' stop Comin' round see they
Don't $&@! with you they'd rather get A buck from you than
A buck with you it's a crab

Mentality lead keep clickin'
Lines for the bait so the feds keep Fishin' I bet they
Listen how many of em feel like
They was with the real rights
How many of em held it down
Homie this is real life yeah
They can't stop these visions
Head above water
But my mind keep sinkin'
Dying over rollies now
Time keeps tickin'
This gelato got me thinking

How many held it down
How many of em told
How many of em blood
How many of em bros
Brag about their streams but how Many of em sold
I was livin' just to die
I was speedin' Lord knows
Livin' just to die I was speedin'
Lord knows how many
Of em held it down how many told How many of em blood
How many of em bros

Brag about their streams but how Many of em sold real talk



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Writer(s): Ernesto Cortes
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