Die Young

(album: Feed The Streets II - 2018)

I ain't tryna die young, so I gotta ride with one
Stood ten toes down in my Balenciagas
He ran down on a nigga, that's a shotta, shotta
Cold hearted nigga, wet that blocka, blocka
Gotta keep it on me, I don't wanna die young
I rather be judged by twelve, than carried by six
How I'm gon' post bail? Just look at my wrist
Tell me, why the legends always gotta die quick?

When I'm in traffic gotta slide with the beam on me
Cause I keep 'bout ten racks bussing out the jeans on me
Niggas be hating, I'm rich, it's all about the cream homie
If I ever get caught lacking, they gon' slide
Ever since I got the Rollie, I ain't got the time
Flawless diamonds, niggas can't never block the shine
They know I'm balling in the city like DeRozan
Gotta keep my niggas 'round me, I can't do the wrong friends
I was knocking down walls, now they closing in
Hopped off the porch, and then I hopped inside the Porsche, aye
Fuck being the side nigga, I'ma be the main course
Whipped the Rolls like a young nigga made for it

I ain't tryna die young, so I gotta ride with one
Stood ten toes down in my Balenciagas
He ran down on a nigga, that's a shotta, shotta
Cold hearted nigga with that blocka, blocka
Gotta keep it on me, I don't wanna die young
I rather be judged by twelve, than carried by six
How I'm gon' post bail? Just look at my wrist
Tell me, why the legends always gotta die quick?

Tryna get my bag, I had to go and make it happen
Me and my dogs, we was bussing out them bandos
Count out them hunnids then we throw it in the mattress
Wrap it in plastic, and throw it in the attic
I be in the streets nigga, I stand ten toes
Any nigga in my situation woulda been fold
We was trapping out the basement, made it back tenfold
Gotta stay out the way, that's why I'm always behind the tint for
We was fighting fed cases, remember I was 2 and 0
Nigga was fighting depression, sipping syrup, I was moving slow
I was down below, but still, I always kept my head up
Nigga gotta get my bread up, I don't wanna die young
No, no, no

I ain't tryna die young, so I gotta ride with one
Stood ten toes down in my Balenciagas
He ran down on a nigga, that's a shotta, shotta
Cold hearted nigga with that blocka, blocka
Gotta keep it on me, I don't wanna die young
I rather be judged by twelve, than carried by six
How I'm gon' post bail? Just look at my wrist
Tell me, why the legends always gotta die quick?