Die Young
Jay Cino
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Im'a get these racks don’t wanna die young Mommy know she with me she got my love Promise you won’t snake me out of my trust Diamond in the rough Never catch me with no powder in my blunt You gon' catch me wit the pilot going up Semi auto got it tucked I was broke and couldn’t put up for no blunt Now I’m paying niggas tax to smoke the runts If you broke go run it up Information bout yo gang you gave it up Now yo dogs all in the cages like a mut You a rat you not my blood They ain’t give it I just grabbed out the mud Now I’m boutta go spend racks all on a flood Made my first rack off the plug I lost niggas I started with from the start Now I rock designer yea that brand new Saint Laurant Tell em free my brothers can’t see em behind them bars I just want this money to give all it too my mom Gucci headband but not the Soulja one I been goin up it feel like I’m the chosen one You want some money in my hood you better open up I couldn’t trip over no groupie had to focus up Now my sneakers they be Gucci when I’m rollin up We caught a opp and smoked his ass it’s time to roll up em up They got me bag up in my bag I had to focus up I know my opps wan smoke me bad go tell them choke on one I know my opps wan smoke me bad because I’m going up I was broke and on my ass couldn’t even open up And to relax I pour this lean inside my coffee cup I want maybach's these niggas want me in a coffin stuck Ima get these racks don’t wanna die young Mama know she wit me she got my love Promise you won’t snake me outta my trust I can’t put no powder up in my blunt They said Jai died I closed my eyes cause I just can’t believe it Even though it’s been some time I still ain’t wanna see it Never dum but felt like algebra I never needed I had to go do presentations I kept failing regents I keep taking medication for own reasons I won’t beg no one to stay because I don’t need em Ain’t no angels in my hood them niggas all demons Put 3 chains around my neck I got them all freezing Drop the top on that new coupe so they could all see me Don’t want Si’s inside my chain no I want all Vvs How you call that boy ya dog when you don’t feed em Sometimes this life get too fucked up wish I could call Jesus Like a chair these niggas folding up I had to to quit them triple 3s they had me throwing up She threw 2 pills inside her drink and watched them floated up I was running from police and fucked my forces up Now my sneakers they be Gucci when I’m rollin up We caught a opp and smoked his ass it’s time to roll up em up They got me bag up in my bag I had to focus up I know my opps wan smoke me bad go tell them choke on one I know my opps wan smoke me bad because I’m going up I was broke and on my ass couldn’t even open up And to relax I pour this lean inside my coffee cup I want maybach's these niggas want me in a coffin stuck Oh oh oh Ima get these racks don’t wanna die Ima get these racks don’t wanna die Ima get these racks don’t wanna die young Don’t wanna die Don’t wanna die This for my brother in the sky I can’t believe he had to die
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