Or Die Tryin'

Heart was broken Had a nigga on the go What’s the point of conversatin' You ain’t my Hoe Banged my line it wasn’t nun 'bout no dough Fake niggahz … so I had to let 'em go Bitch it’s repercussions 'bout the set Premeditated murder They’ll hang you from the neck Rope chain gleamin' While she feelin on my chest For my niggahz locked Down & my niggahz born with less Trynna knock me down Better call yo clique Got that dope dick Yo bitch Feinin' for her fix Yeah I never went to school I was always in some shit But I wish I did it different That ain’t how You wanna live Fat man geekin Got the 30 in the stick & he gone do some time if they catch him With that switch Really 'bouta bag I ain’t worried 'bout a bitch & I ain't fonkin with y’all niggahz Cuz y’all fuckin wit a snitch ( AT ALL) Ain’t no room ina liter We make that bitch fit You ain’t got no blower You ain’t hoppin in this whip Real niggahz fadin up Ain’t no free sips Gotta watch these niggahz leaching Blood suckin like some ticks I ain’t worried 'bout the drama I’m jus trynna get rich Bitch a nigga in his bag I know I make these niggahz sick Why these niggahz steady suckin me Get up off my dick I ain’t bout the drama I’m jus trynna get rich Or die tryin nigga F*ck boys always be hi powered lying nigga Claim he with the shit But ain’t nobody slidin' nigga Scared to get hit Thats why you always hidin' niggah Like I said it’s repercussions 'bout the set I ain’t never lettin' up How my foot be on they neck Im the buzz around town Yeah they say I’m on next I see a niggah & ion like 'em Best believe it ima flex How I spit these verses Got me feelin' like a tech 30 ina clip A niggah bound a make a mess Are you a pawn or you a king Nigga say it wit yo chest On my way to the top Can’t settle for nun less First 50k Had me feelin so blessed Why you niggahz playin I’m 'bouta put these boys to rest Are you a pawn or you a king nigga sat with yo chest Why these boys playing I'm 'bouta put these boys to rest ( Night Night) (Hook): Heart was broken Had a nigga on the go What’s the Point of conversating You ain’t my Hoe Banged my line it wasn’t nun 'bout no dough Fake niggahz … so I had to let 'em go Bitch it’s repercussions 'bout the set Premeditated murder They’ll hang you from the neck Rope chain gleamin' While she feelin on my chest For my niggahz locked Down & my niggahz born with less