Dying to Live
Look
It's the hardest rapper out still living at their mums crib
And when I get up out this bitch
I'll still be the hardest out
That's teflon
If you ain't talking green
Then it's read that you get left on
I'm next on that's next up not runner up
Who's your money on
Go and place a light thirty
I caught an L cause I don't play dirty
The revolution will be televised
Young boy come watch this
Fake rapper genocide crowd screaming out you got this
Ooo, no shade nigga
There's mans with hammers in the field like it's croquet nigga
Blasé with it
When I got p I'm bout to bulletproof the Benz
Enemies disguised as friends I need respect up in my ends
You heard me
I said my heart still beating
My lungs still breathing
But I'm still here dying to live, to live
It's like the faster that they rise the quicker that they fall
Half these boys a bunch of kids
I ain't got no fucks to give
I said my heart still beating
My lungs still breathing
But I'm still here dying to live, to live
This right here the saving grace
I ain't ever saving face
I stand by the shit I did
I'll bet on this before a crib I swear
Said I ain't stopping till the fleet look like it's presidential
We bout to turn the whole resort into a residential
Said if I told you what my job was might think that's a joke
And if you spent on this what I have leave you suckers broke
My lady Bday bout to fly her out to Tuscany
The only one I need but ain't the only one that lust for me
I'm bout to go from suicides on the hardwood
To suicide doors up in Palm Springs
Recognised that crime would never pay
I knew perfecting my craft would
Learnt from young no effort yields results if it's half-hearted
So I'm just back to finish what I started
Only difference I'm grown
Now I'm back up in the booth like honey I'm home
I said my heart still beating
My lungs still breathing
But I'm still here dying to live, to live
It's like the faster that they rise the quicker that they fall
Half these boys a bunch of kids
I ain't got no fucks to give
I said my heart still beating
My lungs still breathing
But I'm still here dying to live, to live
This right here the saving grace
I ain't ever saving face
I stand by the shit I did
I'll bet on this before a crib I swear
It's the hardest rapper out still living at their mums crib
And when I get up out this bitch
I'll still be the hardest out
That's teflon
If you ain't talking green
Then it's read that you get left on
I'm next on that's next up not runner up
Who's your money on
Go and place a light thirty
I caught an L cause I don't play dirty
The revolution will be televised
Young boy come watch this
Fake rapper genocide crowd screaming out you got this
Ooo, no shade nigga
There's mans with hammers in the field like it's croquet nigga
Blasé with it
When I got p I'm bout to bulletproof the Benz
Enemies disguised as friends I need respect up in my ends
You heard me
I said my heart still beating
My lungs still breathing
But I'm still here dying to live, to live
It's like the faster that they rise the quicker that they fall
Half these boys a bunch of kids
I ain't got no fucks to give
I said my heart still beating
My lungs still breathing
But I'm still here dying to live, to live
This right here the saving grace
I ain't ever saving face
I stand by the shit I did
I'll bet on this before a crib I swear
Said I ain't stopping till the fleet look like it's presidential
We bout to turn the whole resort into a residential
Said if I told you what my job was might think that's a joke
And if you spent on this what I have leave you suckers broke
My lady Bday bout to fly her out to Tuscany
The only one I need but ain't the only one that lust for me
I'm bout to go from suicides on the hardwood
To suicide doors up in Palm Springs
Recognised that crime would never pay
I knew perfecting my craft would
Learnt from young no effort yields results if it's half-hearted
So I'm just back to finish what I started
Only difference I'm grown
Now I'm back up in the booth like honey I'm home
I said my heart still beating
My lungs still breathing
But I'm still here dying to live, to live
It's like the faster that they rise the quicker that they fall
Half these boys a bunch of kids
I ain't got no fucks to give
I said my heart still beating
My lungs still breathing
But I'm still here dying to live, to live
This right here the saving grace
I ain't ever saving face
I stand by the shit I did
I'll bet on this before a crib I swear
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Writer(s): Cameron Thomas
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