die.free.

Y'all know the name already, I ain't never had no hope No chance no shots, no plot, no coping mechanisms on the road Big Ata feeling like in he prison on the road, two shots and he's dead In a bottle of liquor not seeing tomorrow never ending revenge Repent For all my good deeds that I done, for people that ain't care-lost hair But my beard game there, Ata ain't the type to be fake fake fair When Ata come through with his boom bap I improved rap, only needed two taps, two slaps and she woo back Move back before I snap that grey goose got a smooth cr*** Ata go to hell, be careful what you wish for Die with a pistol in my hand Ottoman ring in my hand, I did it for a grand Be straight up from the jump and we'll be alright Be straight up from the jump and we'll be alright Be straight up from the jump and we'll be alright Be straight up from the jump and we'll be alright Run up and I make noise, spoke to fate she told me I was late though Eight foes and get squashed up like play-doe, fake friends, get rained on like raincoats Although I'm changing for a best me I know they'll try to kill me, at-least they wont arrest me Die free, pray to you god- don't mind me I'm a good man, I'll die free Heaven never made a way to make it to it If I die right now would you say I knew it Relax for a minute, imma die before delivering this verse Im fine, wine don't mind I do, the truth hurts I need to cool down So hard for me breathe, finally its hear to bad I can't see it Imma die with my secrets, I just wanna carry on Be straight up from the jump and we'll be alright Be straight up from the jump and we'll be alright Said be straight up from the jump and we'll be alright Be straight up from the jump and we'll be alright Said be straight up Be straight up, be straight up, be straight up, be straight up Was it worth it in the end, When you lost all your friends Cheating on girls, then it's off with the next Your little brother cried when you said you don't love him You made your mama cry when you left, you made your father stress Not one day that you spent, with a spec of a smile on your face Do you have regrets Die free