Died In Vain (feat. S.D.R.)

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I thought I told you niggas when 300 come around
You niggas better get to runnin
You niggas better stop all that frontin
I said I'm never lacking
Pistol packing
Semi automatics
Bullets blasting
No talkin straight to action
I said my money stackin
Don't play with my name
Nigga You gon die in vain
I said I'm never lacking
Pistol packing
Semi automatics
Bullets blasting
No talkin straight to action
I said my money stackin
Don't play with my name
Nigga You gon die in vain
Turned em to a stain
Money ruling everything
This a diamond chain
With the matching diamond ring
Too good for Fashion Nova
Shorty like the finer things
I help her find her things
Then she gotta leave my spot
Emcee too stiff on a thot
I can't wife a treesh
She just give me top
Cause I got the cheese
Cause I got the guap
Cause I got the ice
It's sum like a freezer
When I come around
Niggas change their whole demeanor
Her pussy aquafina
She got that cocaeena
Posted with a baddie
And she got a jatty
Don't f*ck with rats
Push his shit back
If that boy to chatty
She ghetto but she classy
She boujee but she nasty
Want smoke then send the addy
Want smoke
Send the addy
We coming
We pull up and that boy get to running
I'm pulling his card why he bluffin
Talkin tough but he ain't gon do nothing
I'm a beast off the molly
These hoes know my body
Send shots at our way and we up it
Take the clip out the uzi and dump it
Like joe budden I pull up and pump it
I make a flip off a hunnid
We robbing that boy in the public
We runnin em down for his sneaks
We runnin em down in his vee
Rowwboy put that boy on a Tee
New watch it's a patek Philippe
Get smacked if you smacking ya teeth
It's me and SD on the beat
I got ptsd Ion sleep
Nigga we up go check the score
Bad bitch from Baltimore
Hitin her raw she can't talk no more
Smokin green like a omnivore
Hit his leg charley horse
Ice on my wrist that's a audemar
In the store and she want It all
So I just bought It all
Hop on YouTube to record the whore
I said I'm never lacking
Pistol packing
Semi automatics
Bullets blasting
No talkin straight to action
I said my money stackin
Don't play with my name
Nigga You gon die in vain
I said I'm never lacking
Pistol packing
Semi automatics
Bullets blasting
No talkin straight to action
I said my money stackin
Don't play with my name
Nigga You gon die in vain
I promise when I blow up I will never change
I want the money I don't care about the fame
But when I die yeah they all gone know my name
I'm not the type of nigga that's gon die in vain
I promise when I blow up I will never change
I want the money I don't care about the fame
But when I die yeah they all gone know my name
I'm not the type of nigga that's gon die in vain
Blowing they brains
They wanna see why I been acting insane
Times is so different yeah shit really changed
Don't show me no ice cause I'm snatching yo chains
Hopped out the coupe and then hopped in the range
Told all these niggas that we not the same
Bitch I'm too saucy you niggas is plain
Pussy was scared so he hopped onna plane
Bitch not in love she In love with the fame
I'm SDR so I cannot complain
She love the way that I be doing my thang
Just like a slave
This bitch wanna hang
These niggas is fake you know they don't bang
If I grab the choppa I'm letting it rain
Just like the Akatsuki I'm bringing the pain
I don't mean to brag
But my money can't fit in a bag
Now my haters mad
Now they gettin money from they dad
Got em feelin sad
Runnin up the fetty
Got my pockets feelin heavy
Got the pistol aim it steady
Shoot the groom right at his wedding
Bitch I'm really fucking petty
Shoot my shot it's fuckin wetty
He went pop like some confetti
Cut em up where my machete
Bitch I told you that I'm ready
Gave him one eye now he fetty
In ya dreams just like I'm Freddy

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