Rich or Die Tryin'

Show you made this I just hit my connect for a front I needed a QP Only needed a quick flip nigga handed me two Ps Said I'd hit him in three days Nigga told me it's cool Cz Just hit me when you get right homie you know we Gucci Respect gon get you farther than any money you find And you word gon hold stronger than any luck you combined Count my blessings cuz I could've been sitting' lonely confined For various felony crimes me and homies done tried They wonder why I don't talk much All of these violent thoughts start to wash up Rarely a drive by in my city it's mostly walk ups Fuckin around get ya eyes dotted trynna cross us We took them risks knowing exactly what it cost us Dirtyed our kicks running in back of them apartments For them dead presidents niggas put splatters on the conscious Wouldn't turn my back on my brothers no matter what the offer Before I lay down Ill bring battle to monster I'll get rich or die trying nigga All I ever needed was a team and digital scale Break down the package bang the Jack and deliver the sale Won't catch me speaking on a smack I keep this piece tucked in my jacket If police get on my back got to dip on tail Promise you I never met a dollar I had beef with Cuz presidents ain't never give a f*ck about no street shit Linked with the swiper all I hear about is pieces Heard the homie out here pimpin all he care about is treshes Soft wrapped in plastic like Reese's Just hoping they don't pull over the V Five percent tinted the whip they'll never now it was me Bro got the prices for the low he'll never fold on a P Told me if rapping did work he's back to ordering key That's how we living in this cold world Got the drop on you from ya old girl And all I had to do was make her toes curl Don't trust niggas so it's f*ck niggas how I feel Never dumb niggas try ya luck wit it I'll get rich or die trying