Good Die Young

Yeaaaaa Whoooaaaaa Bodies dropping in the streets all day the good die young I was looking for a better route but I couldn't find one I fell in love with getting money aww yea Aww yea yea And now my pockets full of hundreds yea yea Aww yea yea Aye look its kill or be killed Ain't many made it through this life that I live I tried so hard I pray to God I still sin Every time they try and count me out I still win I must've fucked it up a thousand times Before I went and got it right Nah this shit right here didn't happen over night Yea I'm outta space I'm up here like a satellite Preparation perfect timing Stayed down till its all there yea yea Blue hundreds them 50s pink Lil baby I'm not your speed Hell yea I'm way out your lead Attitude on Gucci gutta gangsta baby double Gs I gave my heart up to the streets way back when I was 17 Bodies dropping in the streets all day the good die young I was looking for a better route but I couldn't find one I fell in love with getting money aww yea Yea yea yea And now my pockets full of hundreds yea yea Aww yea yea Aye bodies dropping in the streets all day the good die young I was looking for a better route but I couldn't find one I fell in love with getting money aww yea Aww yea yea And now my pockets full of hundreds yea yea Aww yea yea Whooooooaaaa Yeaaaaaaaaaaa Whooooooaaaa Yeaaaaaaaaaaa