When I Die..
Bedbug
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When I die, put them roses by my grave This the place, where I lay Knocking out, for today Getting lost for another Turned into a mothafucker Should've listened to my brother Never be a menace Unless you plain, in this but my mind goes back and forth Like tennis But my family will miss me Got that plain an old izzy But the new me, wasnt with me So I took that mothafucker went to playing frisbee But is this the afterlife Cause I wouldnt be, the thing I shouldve seen But I was a kid Playing with machines The real fucking ammo Charlie got mowed down like rambo Hiding in plain sight, like camo I'ma real fucking menace, To society Mama always asking why I wanna be Keep getting that doh I'm on top of me Literally Got that fucking money, im living physically Not metaphorically It wasn't meant to be Cause i'm lemonade. Put me in the ice, like tea But I wasn't true to me So I took that shit, I had to leave Rolling with O.G's Nah, Im with me But I don't give a f*ck. I dont lie to fucking me So Ill leave you at the door Acting like this upscene So Ima take shit, ima leave Gotta make more money I'm extreme Sold my soul to Satan but for what? I got no views. Ima cut what I'ma keep making music No matter what I dont give a mothafuck Know what? Satan, I'ma show you what the bait in Show these mothafuckas what its like to sell yo soul You better know Got a pentagram Stay with me till im old But in this life, im here to leave some gold Sell my soul But you wanna fucking know? We already live in hell Thats some shit, you better know We already sick We cold Thought I had this under control I make big actions, Im bold Pass me the kush, I know how to roll I been doing this shit since 13 years old So behold Its the bedbug, with the mold Ritual of the mole (Pop) (pop) It's time to repent Got them bitches left on sent Got the money, im gonna get Got that mula Ima trick But my one last word Wasnt even fucking heard There goes the fucking bird Flying through the air Flying like a dove Flying real high, its above Nevermind. Its the bug Flying real high, flying through the fucking sky Next time you ask why? Im gonna have to reply, with one basic comeback Got that fame, you dont know that Next time you stash yo money in the bed Im gonna be the bug Not the only one Robbing these bitches for fun But its not gonna be me So look up to the T.V and forgot you even knew me But you call it Young Money We Young Tunchi I'ma beat these beat up mane like gucci Even though im dead My legacy lives on Never miss my shots, cause I aim for the head Its rather said then did I'm gonna be the best, ima live But that wasnt satan had in plan for me Im gonna die at 27 I know, I aint resting up in heaven I wouldn't give in But the top, comes with the fucking price Rather die, looking nice Rather, being old. And fice Ima swallow those pills. Use that as a device.
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