Good Die Young

Work hard, get dough
I can't get no sleep, please make my life more simple
Miles inside these shoes, so I don't stop, I tiptoe
Fell a thousand times, and still, I rode no limp, though
But I wouldn't trade a thing for what I have
I go hard do what I need to make it last
They say the good die young, I hope I'm bad

Cheers to my past I'm doin' great now, just in case they ask
In the booth, then I lay it down I might take a nap
And they thought I was playin' 'round, I was up like my tax
Livin' fast, over limit on the freeway, hope no Cops pass
Had to dip off for a minute, yeah, that's my bad
But I can't stay for too long I gotta go, I gotta go
I grab my bag and hit the dash, yeah, adios
I drop the clutch and slam the gas, and it's vámonos
"If you're not in first, thеn you're in last," Ricky Bobby quote, you gotta know

Work hard, get dough
I can't gеt no sleep, please make my life more simple
Miles inside these shoes, so I don't stop, I tiptoe
Fell a thousand times, and still, I rode no limp, though
But I wouldn't trade a thing for what I have
I go hard do what I need to make it last
They say the good die young, I hope I'm bad
They say the good die young, I hope I'm bad

Work hard, get dough
I can't get no sleep, please make my life more simple
Miles inside these shoes, so I don't stop, I tiptoe
Fell a thousand times, and still, I rode no limp, though
But I wouldn't trade a thing for what I have
I go hard do what I need to make it last
They say the good die young, I hope I'm bad
They say the good die young, I hope I'm bad (Woo)



Credits
Writer(s): Seamus Mcnamara, Nicholas Sprague
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