Good Die Young
I just want to see better days
It still rain
It still rain
Hoping and praying for change
It's a damn shame I hate I feel pain
I just want to see better days
It still rain
It still rain
Hoping and praying for change
It's a damn shame I hate I feel pain
Let me tell you bout the little me
I was brought up where the gangsters and the killers be
I was taught the longest road will pay the realist fees
And to conquer all my foes i got to build my gee
I was hanging I was slanging on the other side
Gangbanging with my niggas know my brothers ride
I was changing I was lost up in the big stuff
Just a lil nigga that was forced to get my chips up
I switched up
I got my bricks got my flip up
I'm bold as fuck
Your bitch is tucked up in my benz truck
Big chuck
The operator of the sniff stuff
Digits is up from selling cuts of that zip fluffed
I been up on the road moving mountains
I been done lost my soul that's the outcome
I been about a dollar anyway
I been done lost my mind selling poison everyday man I'm lost
I just want to see better days
It still rain
It still rain
Hoping and praying for change
It's a damn shame I hate I feel pain
I just want to see better days
It still rain
It still rain
Hoping and praying for change
It's a damn shame I hate I feel pain
Seems the days is getting longer
Nights is getting colder
Hate is getting stronger
Death before dishonors in my soul I thought I warn ya
If you run up on me talking all that slang you'll be a goner
I remember Stacy
I remember Donna
I remember days and days of trapping on the corner
Member all the little pies I passed out in my former
I done ruined all these lives that's why I'm smoking on this Ganja
I been by the store with all these packs
I done pushed so long my pockets don't know how to act
I could flip that raw with both my hands behind my back
Then I could take that raw
And put my dealings on the map and that's facts
I get them stacks and then invest into the dope game
Hit the track and always bring it back just like it's rogaine
I remember mama asking what's inside of your brain
Told her I done lost my head from selling all this cocaine
I just want to see better days
It still rain
It still rain
Hoping and praying for change
It's a damn shame I hate I feel pain
I just want to see better days
It still rain
It still rain
Hoping and praying for change
It's a damn shame I hate I feel pain
It still rain
It still rain
Hoping and praying for change
It's a damn shame I hate I feel pain
I just want to see better days
It still rain
It still rain
Hoping and praying for change
It's a damn shame I hate I feel pain
Let me tell you bout the little me
I was brought up where the gangsters and the killers be
I was taught the longest road will pay the realist fees
And to conquer all my foes i got to build my gee
I was hanging I was slanging on the other side
Gangbanging with my niggas know my brothers ride
I was changing I was lost up in the big stuff
Just a lil nigga that was forced to get my chips up
I switched up
I got my bricks got my flip up
I'm bold as fuck
Your bitch is tucked up in my benz truck
Big chuck
The operator of the sniff stuff
Digits is up from selling cuts of that zip fluffed
I been up on the road moving mountains
I been done lost my soul that's the outcome
I been about a dollar anyway
I been done lost my mind selling poison everyday man I'm lost
I just want to see better days
It still rain
It still rain
Hoping and praying for change
It's a damn shame I hate I feel pain
I just want to see better days
It still rain
It still rain
Hoping and praying for change
It's a damn shame I hate I feel pain
Seems the days is getting longer
Nights is getting colder
Hate is getting stronger
Death before dishonors in my soul I thought I warn ya
If you run up on me talking all that slang you'll be a goner
I remember Stacy
I remember Donna
I remember days and days of trapping on the corner
Member all the little pies I passed out in my former
I done ruined all these lives that's why I'm smoking on this Ganja
I been by the store with all these packs
I done pushed so long my pockets don't know how to act
I could flip that raw with both my hands behind my back
Then I could take that raw
And put my dealings on the map and that's facts
I get them stacks and then invest into the dope game
Hit the track and always bring it back just like it's rogaine
I remember mama asking what's inside of your brain
Told her I done lost my head from selling all this cocaine
I just want to see better days
It still rain
It still rain
Hoping and praying for change
It's a damn shame I hate I feel pain
I just want to see better days
It still rain
It still rain
Hoping and praying for change
It's a damn shame I hate I feel pain
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Writer(s): Basil Osabu
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