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many rounds 150
Got a trap phone that stay by the drums
Don't gotta dial extensions
That Nigga lame he simping
I shoot from the block like pippen
Young

the good die young then spread the message fo another real nigga lay dead on the streets

and die by the hoe
Go get get sum money before you go pass out
Might up it and then do the dash on that hoe
I fuck then cut her off
Slashin the hoe
Medics

Flying ay
I can't touch the sky
I'ma die again
Getting really thirsty need some lemonade
Cause your girl make it good
I might try again
Try again
Try again

America, still looking young
Confessions made in different tongues
We're falling out like dentures son
Now my heart was broken once before
I hid the key

by my side
You left me early thought that surely you would be my ride or die

Ever go for days and get reminded I exist
Text my phone in guilty

shit
Shoot his shit
Woah Woah Woah
Workin on music
Fuck whatever you say
It can sound bad
It can sound good
That's to your ear
I know where I'm at
I know

the music it gon die one me

Bam bam zam zam 
Katingike
Say
Bam bam zam zam 
Katingike
Kabambe kabambe kabambe kabambe
Say
Bam bam zam zam 
Katingike 
Say
Bam

Wake up
I must be dreaming
Out of luck
But heart still beating
Don't let a good thing die young
On and on and on it's goes on

Calm down
You're

die like morticians
Better than niggas like "I ain't black, I'm OJ"
You posers think you cold? Y'all ain't Cube, y'all O'Shea
Homie, fuck rap. Even

just gotta keep moving and keep making music
And remember why a young nigga do it
I do it for Wayne
Yeah you already knew this
I gotta go do it cause he

it granny, we made it.....

Verse 1:
Before I even knew how to walk with God,
Both good & evil was in my heart.
Facing choices between the two,
With

I said baby, wanna ride with me?
Do you really wanna stand here beside a G-O-D?
She said that she wanna die for me
I know that you love me baby but

To be so bold
My average joe
Tell me to live fast
Die young
Leave behind a whole catalog
To dine from
Now my people don't
Have to spend a dime of
How

the one that I choose
If I got you by my side then in life I can't loose
I really hope you wanna be with the young god from the Juice
I wanna see the whole

afraid anymore
Trapped in a cell can't live like this no more
I don't wanna be like you
I just wanna be me while I'm young living wild and free
I don't

was just the Codeine
Lord forgive me for my sins
I wanna go to heaven when I die by Any means

Man that ass so big she can not fit in Her Jean's
And man

in time
When he flew like a kite
Without a string.
Sometimes the good die young
With you colliding like two stars
And while he is gone
We're here

Rare
This talent is rare
Mama was there
When nobody cared
The good die young
I'm not even scared

You know that crown get heavy

Confetti
Confetti

cant even track the names
No wonder all my young niggas strapped, tucked with the K
Cause either way we die, blap, one to the brain
It's murder if you

Rare
This talent is rare
Mama was there
When nobody cared
The good die young
I'm not even scared
You know that crown get heavy
Confetti
Confetti
Confetti

as a child
It's all good, nothing could ever break my smile
But as a teen I had to learn from the streets
I guess that's what happens when the father up

& support her, when I didn't even know what life's about
Young and Naive, surrounded by people that always put me down
The same type a girl that would leave

that's my ting
4 shots of henny got a young g vybzing
Girl you look and your scent delighting
And your bum look good in that dress ohh darling
I'm 3 round