IN MY CITY (feat. Ben Spin)

And I don't wanna die young Lady brother's on the other side Waiting for me But I don't wanna die young Even if you wait for me I don't wanna die young In my city where you come You keep your fire on, yeah I don't wanna die young I don't wanna die young I don't wanna die young In my city where it get wicked Keep your fire on I don't wanna die young I don't wanna die young Inside my city where it get wicked Keep your fire on If niggas die everyday Check the fuckers gold And if a nigga die today We gon' build some more Call the nigga by the store We gon' fix his phone And call the nigga lockin In his fuckin' car door We gon' take his fuckin' life In his fuckin' car If a nigga try to play He ain't goin' far Like his gas tingles on He left him by the stove Hit his ass inside his fuckin' face We gon' build some more If a nigga try to play with me I'm upping up the score Hit his ass inside his fuckin' face Smokin' Robby though And that Gotti pack It's exotic though Hit his ass inside his fuckin' throat In a man's nose Take a nigga life Take a nigga bite If a nigga play I run up with his pipe Take a nigga out this fuckin' life Hit him with this pipe Take a nigga out this fuckin' life Hit him with this pipe I don't wanna die young I don't wanna die young Inside my city, it get wicked Keep your fire on I don't wanna die young I don't wanna die young Inside my city, it get wicked Keep your fire on Ayy, in my city, it get wicked I ain't tryna die young So I stay at one or nine I don't f*ck with snakes Cause they tryna bad though Ayy, bitch, my grill's turnin You can see him through the ski Ayy, I ain't tryna die young So I stay with my gloves And my fuckin' eyes I ain't tryna die young Yeah, I ain't tryna die young In my city, it get wicked Ayy, I just got the chain from Johnny Dang And it's fuckin' stunning Ayy, your bitches got red off of it Call up Ben You know he fun to fuckin' spend Man, that man don't got no limit If I spend a fuckin' band If a nigga try to play I'll whack you and your friends Call the nigga by the stove We gon' fuckin' spend again If a nigga try to pay I'll knock you off and out your friend If a nigga try to play with me I'll up and all this then Ayy, and I ain't got too many friends I don't wanna die young I don't wanna die young Inside my city, it get wicked Keep your fire on I don't wanna die young I don't wanna die young Inside my city, it get wicked Keep your fire on These niggas dyin' everyday Check the fuckin' score And if a nigga die today We gon' bend some more Call the nigga by the stove We gon' fix his throat And call the nigga Like he ain't in his fuckin' car, though We gon' take his fuckin' life In his fuckin' car Nigga try to play with me He ain't goin' far Like his gas tank was on E Left him by the stove Hit his ass inside his fuckin' face I'm smokin' Robbie though And I got it packed It's Zotti though Hand him in his face I hit him in his throat