$cared 2 Die
See I was feeling low as hell, time to put in work
Get it out the dirt, make my feelings hurt
I bought her new Chanel, and a Gucci purse
& it ain't the first, man it could be worse
Could be sittin' in a jail, that just ain't the case
I came from outer space, I'll leave without a trace
Tell me that you will (yeah)
I ain't got a lot of fear (yuh)
I'm just scared to die for real
Im scared to die for real
I gotta make it back home
Cause I got some people around me where I'm they back bone
They know that I got em, I tell em when they be right or wrong
Lately I ain't been in the mood to sit down and write a song
Guess that I was feeling it too but I didn't notice it
Lately I been thinking I'm tripping for never going big (yeah)
They say go big or go home
And could you tell me why yo bitch in my phone? (yeah)
Yeah that's the type of time that I'm on
Bout to pour me up some liq ina styrofoam
See I was feeling low as hell, time to put in work
Get it out the dirt, make my feelings hurt
I bought her new Chanel, and a Gucci purse
& it ain't the first, man it could be worse
Could be sittin' in a jail, that just ain't the case
I came from outer space, I'll leave without a trace
Tell me that you will (yeah)
I ain't got a lot of fear (yuh)
I'm just scared to die for real
& it's a lot of people goin' round here
I'm scared it might be sum in the air
Scared that I won't make it, I know music isn't fair
But fuck it I'm a player, man they want me dead
Aim for my head, it ain't bout what you said
Really I don't care, I just want you there
I know it isn't fair, but girl your love is rare
Tell em cut the snare
Let me talk for a minute, yeah
Run my jaw for a minute
I might get lost for a minute
See I was feeling low as hell, time to put in work
Get it out the dirt, make my feelings hurt
I bought her new Chanel, and a Gucci purse
& it ain't the first, man it could be worse
Could be sittin' in a jail, that just ain't the case
I came from outer space, I'll leave without a trace
Tell me that you will (yeah)
I ain't got a lot of fear (yuh)
I'm just scared to die for real
Get it out the dirt, make my feelings hurt
I bought her new Chanel, and a Gucci purse
& it ain't the first, man it could be worse
Could be sittin' in a jail, that just ain't the case
I came from outer space, I'll leave without a trace
Tell me that you will (yeah)
I ain't got a lot of fear (yuh)
I'm just scared to die for real
Im scared to die for real
I gotta make it back home
Cause I got some people around me where I'm they back bone
They know that I got em, I tell em when they be right or wrong
Lately I ain't been in the mood to sit down and write a song
Guess that I was feeling it too but I didn't notice it
Lately I been thinking I'm tripping for never going big (yeah)
They say go big or go home
And could you tell me why yo bitch in my phone? (yeah)
Yeah that's the type of time that I'm on
Bout to pour me up some liq ina styrofoam
See I was feeling low as hell, time to put in work
Get it out the dirt, make my feelings hurt
I bought her new Chanel, and a Gucci purse
& it ain't the first, man it could be worse
Could be sittin' in a jail, that just ain't the case
I came from outer space, I'll leave without a trace
Tell me that you will (yeah)
I ain't got a lot of fear (yuh)
I'm just scared to die for real
& it's a lot of people goin' round here
I'm scared it might be sum in the air
Scared that I won't make it, I know music isn't fair
But fuck it I'm a player, man they want me dead
Aim for my head, it ain't bout what you said
Really I don't care, I just want you there
I know it isn't fair, but girl your love is rare
Tell em cut the snare
Let me talk for a minute, yeah
Run my jaw for a minute
I might get lost for a minute
See I was feeling low as hell, time to put in work
Get it out the dirt, make my feelings hurt
I bought her new Chanel, and a Gucci purse
& it ain't the first, man it could be worse
Could be sittin' in a jail, that just ain't the case
I came from outer space, I'll leave without a trace
Tell me that you will (yeah)
I ain't got a lot of fear (yuh)
I'm just scared to die for real
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Writer(s): Orion Redman
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