Dead Rappers
I seen Pac, Biggie and Jay, so I did the same
Now I got a spot looking over River Thames
I see my fellow artist starving tryna get a name
Sign their whole life away for some chicken change
The rap game is in a weird chapter
I can't believe the headlines' another dead rapper
They're telling me to work hard and get the bread after
I just hope I don't become another dead rapper
2023, yeah, we gettin' rich, manifest
Took a step back, at long distance, I can plan the best
I want the finer things in life, they can have the rest
You can never be the one, if you second-guess
I got a lot by having less
All the odds against me
If you ever been piss poor? You're plotting with me
All the people I starved with? They're yachting with me
Amalfi Coast, nigga, adios
(Yeah)
If you appreciate a person you should tell 'em
I'm just saying, give me my flowers when I can smell 'em
I'm just saying please don't wait until I'm dead and gone
'Cause most rap niggas hardly ever make it home
I'm praying for all the widows and the ones that's hurt
'Cause no mother in the world should see her son die first
No father in the world should have to bury his son
Then I heard another shot
Now I got a spot looking over River Thames
I see my fellow artist starving tryna get a name
Sign their whole life away for some chicken change
The rap game is in a weird chapter
I can't believe the headlines' another dead rapper
They're telling me to work hard and get the bread after
I just hope I don't become another dead rapper
2023, yeah, we gettin' rich, manifest
Took a step back, at long distance, I can plan the best
I want the finer things in life, they can have the rest
You can never be the one, if you second-guess
I got a lot by having less
All the odds against me
If you ever been piss poor? You're plotting with me
All the people I starved with? They're yachting with me
Amalfi Coast, nigga, adios
(Yeah)
If you appreciate a person you should tell 'em
I'm just saying, give me my flowers when I can smell 'em
I'm just saying please don't wait until I'm dead and gone
'Cause most rap niggas hardly ever make it home
I'm praying for all the widows and the ones that's hurt
'Cause no mother in the world should see her son die first
No father in the world should have to bury his son
Then I heard another shot
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Writer(s): Darrell Cole, Joss Doherty
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