Die Tryin'

Don't name me in this
Growing up I was confused, my mama can't catch a break
I was outside throwing fades and making plays
Get it anyway, I don't care about a stake
Yeah, if the money there, it's a risk I gotta take
They pumped my mama's stomach, she addicted to the fifth
She was out the next day, still made it to her shift
Product of her environment, caught up in the mix
Yeah, when it's done cookin', smoke it up, or make it flip
All my niggas came to terms, they might die in this shit
They might die trying to get rich
All my niggas came to terms, they might die in this shit
They might die trying to get rich

Raising hell, I knew I'd get it like the dope sale
Born to fail, my nigga text me from a jail cell
Welcomed on the block, cause they knowing that he won't tell
Shit is lemonade, hit the streets, promise you won't fail
She know it's money Aaron's, so she don't Judge
Baby go and spin the block, let me see who that was
Shit, fold them up, chop cheese, I caught your bluff
I guess I'm out for blood, shit call me Duffy Duff
Ring it up, what's the bag worth
Yeah, they throwing 35, just make that cat purr
Punch it up, punch it up like passwords
Yeah, then we disappear, like we Jasper
Growing up I was confused, my mama can't catch a break

I was outside throwing fades and making plays
Get it anyway, I don't care about a stake
Yeah, if the money there, it's a risk I gotta take
They pumped my mama's stomach, she addicted to the fifth
She was out the next day, still made it to her shift
Product of her environment, caught up in the mix
Yeah, when it's done cookin', smoke it up, or make it flip
All my niggas came to terms, they might die in this shit
They might die trying to get rich
All my niggas came to terms, they might die in this shit
They might die trying to get rich



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Writer(s): Isaiah Hall
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