Die Young
Hold on I can't die young
I want all the love but only hate they show they most
Hold on my feelings grew long
The fame is all they need bout they'll never gimme none
Shows on, put my bros on
Feel like a quarter back, I told my n*gga go long
4's on I put my clothes on
My heart got really cold because these n*ggas did me wrong
Hold on I can't die young
I want all the love but only hate they show they most
Hold on my feelings grew long
The fame is all they need bout they'll never gimme none
I'm just tryna live a smooth life remember where I'm from
N*ggas wanna see your downfall, they wish you wasn't born
Why she treat me like I'm crazy? That b*tch know I ain't dumb
That shi got me in my feelings I'm crying' to my songs
Ohhh tell the b*tch to leave me lone (oh leave me lone)
I just told that b*tch I did it on my own
(On my own)
So tell that b*tch to leave me lone, tell 'em leave me lone
I don't wanna talk so I just spit my feelings in the the song
I know em n*ggas they be trippin' yeah they did me wrong
On DND ain't pickin' calls I'm switchin' off my phone
Get in my feelings write some songs and I just stay at home
Hold on I can't die young
I want all the love but only hate they show they most
Hold on my feelings grew long
The fame is all they need bout they'll never gimme none
I can't fall off, I can't lose none
Shordy left me oh no I moved on
Youngin watch your back n*gga keep that Glock on
Yea these n*ggas they be shi, n*gga they be too wrong
I was down ain't nobody tried to call my phone
Now they seen young n*gga goin' now they want me now
Beat 'em up let his body drop since he been doin' wrong
You was tryna get sum rhyme but I spit that shi for fun (stupid bch)
I spit that shi for fun, shordy I don't need you now
I put designer on my clothes, my drip don't go no wrong
I put that b*tch up on to my drip, n*gga I put Vlone
And I ain't rockin' wit these fools 'cause they want see me gone
(They tryna see me gone)
Hold on I can't die young
I want all the love but only hate they show they most
Hold on my feelings grew long
The fame is all they need bout they'll never gimme none
Uh oh yeah oh yeah
Ooohh
Turn me up D Faydo
N*gga you know, you know what it is
We goin' up
I want all the love but only hate they show they most
Hold on my feelings grew long
The fame is all they need bout they'll never gimme none
Shows on, put my bros on
Feel like a quarter back, I told my n*gga go long
4's on I put my clothes on
My heart got really cold because these n*ggas did me wrong
Hold on I can't die young
I want all the love but only hate they show they most
Hold on my feelings grew long
The fame is all they need bout they'll never gimme none
I'm just tryna live a smooth life remember where I'm from
N*ggas wanna see your downfall, they wish you wasn't born
Why she treat me like I'm crazy? That b*tch know I ain't dumb
That shi got me in my feelings I'm crying' to my songs
Ohhh tell the b*tch to leave me lone (oh leave me lone)
I just told that b*tch I did it on my own
(On my own)
So tell that b*tch to leave me lone, tell 'em leave me lone
I don't wanna talk so I just spit my feelings in the the song
I know em n*ggas they be trippin' yeah they did me wrong
On DND ain't pickin' calls I'm switchin' off my phone
Get in my feelings write some songs and I just stay at home
Hold on I can't die young
I want all the love but only hate they show they most
Hold on my feelings grew long
The fame is all they need bout they'll never gimme none
I can't fall off, I can't lose none
Shordy left me oh no I moved on
Youngin watch your back n*gga keep that Glock on
Yea these n*ggas they be shi, n*gga they be too wrong
I was down ain't nobody tried to call my phone
Now they seen young n*gga goin' now they want me now
Beat 'em up let his body drop since he been doin' wrong
You was tryna get sum rhyme but I spit that shi for fun (stupid bch)
I spit that shi for fun, shordy I don't need you now
I put designer on my clothes, my drip don't go no wrong
I put that b*tch up on to my drip, n*gga I put Vlone
And I ain't rockin' wit these fools 'cause they want see me gone
(They tryna see me gone)
Hold on I can't die young
I want all the love but only hate they show they most
Hold on my feelings grew long
The fame is all they need bout they'll never gimme none
Uh oh yeah oh yeah
Ooohh
Turn me up D Faydo
N*gga you know, you know what it is
We goin' up
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