Die Fast Die Slow
Thislandis
Yeah, this could be a nightmare, girl, I don't know
No, girl I don't know
This could be a nightmare, girl, I don't know
Saying Imma die fast, I won't die slow
I don't need to fake shit 'cept for my soul
Had a lot of tears, no I don't let them show
I just got a new clip so I reload
Count a lot of rackaids, me and my bros
Riding in the fast lane, bitch I'm on go
Knew you thought I was dead, but no I was just close
This is what you asked for, walking out the back door
I don't need a heartbeat 'cause I know I have yours
Ask me where the love is, baby I don't have more
I just got a big bank, is this what they mad for?
I ain't really hearing shit that you say
You putting money on my head, I got a gun on my waist, oh
Feel like I done lost a friend every day
I swear this shit won't ever stop until I sleep in a grave, oh
Yeah they think that I'm sick inside my head, oh no
Never ever will I run out of these bands, oh no
And my ex bitch saw me in a two door, oh
But we know that's what you asked for
Used to talk to me, you said I'm insane
I was walking round my city with some dope in my veins, oh
No I can't really stand myself no more
Oh no, oh no, this what you asked for
This could be a nightmare, girl, I don't know
Saying Imma die fast, I won't die slow
I don't need to fake shit 'cept for my soul
Had a lot of tears, no I don't let them show
I just got a new clip so I reload
Count a lot of rackaids, me and my bros
Riding in the fast lane, bitch I'm on go
Knew you thought I was dead, but no, I was just close
This is what you asked for, walking out the back door
I don't need a heartbeat 'cause I know I have yours
Ask me where the love is, baby I don't have more
I just got a big bank, is this what they mad for?
I ain't really hearing shit that you say
You putting money on my head, I got a gun on my waist, oh
Feel like I done lost a friend every day
I swear this shit won't ever stop until I sleep in a grave, oh
Yeah, this could be a nightmare, girl, I don't know
No, girl I don't know
This could be a nightmare, girl, I don't know
Saying Imma die fast, I won't die slow
I don't need to fake shit 'cept for my soul
Had a lot of tears, no I don't let them show
I just got a new clip so I reload
Count a lot of rackaids, me and my bros
Riding in the fast lane, bitch I'm on go
Knew you thought I was dead, but no I was just close
This is what you asked for, walking out the back door
I don't need a heartbeat 'cause I know I have yours
Ask me where the love is, baby I don't have more
I just got a big bank, is this what they mad for?
I ain't really hearing shit that you say
You putting money on my head, I got a gun on my waist, oh
Feel like I done lost a friend every day
I swear this shit won't ever stop until I sleep in a grave, oh
Yeah they think that I'm sick inside my head, oh no
Never ever will I run out of these bands, oh no
And my ex bitch saw me in a two door, oh
But we know that's what you asked for
Used to talk to me, you said I'm insane
I was walking round my city with some dope in my veins, oh
No I can't really stand myself no more
Oh no, oh no, this what you asked for
This could be a nightmare, girl, I don't know
Saying Imma die fast, I won't die slow
I don't need to fake shit 'cept for my soul
Had a lot of tears, no I don't let them show
I just got a new clip so I reload
Count a lot of rackaids, me and my bros
Riding in the fast lane, bitch I'm on go
Knew you thought I was dead, but no, I was just close
This is what you asked for, walking out the back door
I don't need a heartbeat 'cause I know I have yours
Ask me where the love is, baby I don't have more
I just got a big bank, is this what they mad for?
I ain't really hearing shit that you say
You putting money on my head, I got a gun on my waist, oh
Feel like I done lost a friend every day
I swear this shit won't ever stop until I sleep in a grave, oh
Credits
Writer(s): Davis Wilson, Ryland Kelly
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