I Don't Die

[Joyner Lucas:]
Joyner, Joyner, Joyner, Joyner, Joyner
Woo, woo, woo, woo, woooo!

Mind your motherfucking bid'ness, ain't nothing you gotta see (Buck, buck, buck)
How you all up in my shit when you got more problems than me?
Yeah, I'm cool but you don't wanna see that other side of me (yeah, yeah)
And my niggas mobbing deep, hoe, I'm a fucking prodigy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I know, I know that you been envy, bitch, it ain't that hard to see
Don't you dare go fix your mouth to tell me that you proud of me
Ain't no choice to me but loyalty still means a lot to me
Some niggas'll gon' chop my arm right off and still reach out to me
I know you probably want that

[Chris Brown & Joyner Lucas:]
You want that ambulance to pick me up and take me on that ride, yeah
They don't revive a nigga then bring me back to life
And you shot me down, shot me down, shot me down, shot me down
Shot me down, that's all right (Boop, boop) I don't die

[Joyner Lucas:]
B-b-bad to the bone
Everybody wanna be so motherfucking bad 'til they ass be alone
Now you back in the cold
And I'm laughing at every single fag who didn't want me on half of they songs
It was that from the go
Just a bunch of little spoiled fucking bastards, every single one would laugh at my joke
Nigga, pass the Patrón
I think I'ma go and drink until I pass out and then fall in the back of the Rov' (Raah)
A Ménage on my mind (Ayy)
I've been on my grind (woo)
Been through so much, sometimes think that God ain't on my side (yeah)
I cut all my friends off then say, "Y'all ain't on my vibe"
And it's so much more to life than drinking, party all the time, whoa (Woo, woo, woo)
This gon' last a lifetime (Lifetime)
No more Mister Nice Guy (Nice Guy)
I text Jaden Smith and told that nigga he a icon (Icon)
Don't get shit fucked up just 'cause I ain't got no ice on
Don't mean I am not Sub-Zero, I should freeze you hoes at night time
I'm like, where the hell you been at?
I've been doing this since I was a kid and my grandma used to ask me where my head at (Buck, buck, buck)
Always in trouble, 'cause I was never learning nothing
Except how to muscle my way into the game with no setbacks (Brap, brap)
And all that been sleeping on me, fuck it, where the bed at?
'Cause I've been struggling, tryna be on top but them other niggas
Blind for me, but fuck it, it really doesn't mean nothing
If their music ain't really cutting it they get hit with the galick gun (Buck, buck, buck)
One day y'all gon see me (See me)
I make shy look freaky (Freaky)
I make dry look greasy (Woo)
I make hard look easy (Easy)
I remember way back when my momma took my TV, hoe
Now I'm all on TV, hoe (Woo)

Mind yo motherfucking bid'ness, ain't nothing you gotta see (Buck, buck, buck)
How you all up in my shit when you got more problems than me? (Buck, buck, buck)
Yeah, I'm cool but you don't wanna see that other side of me (yeah)
I don't want to hear no sorry's, bitch, fuck your apology
I know, I know that you been envy, damn, it ain't that hard to see
I don't wanna get to know you, no please, don't say hi to me
Ain't no choice to me but loyalty still means a lot to me (Buck, buck)
Some niggas'll gon' chop my arm right off and still reach out to me
I know you probably want that

[Chris Brown & Joyner Lucas:]
You want that ambulance to pick me up and take me on that ride, yeah
They don't revive a nigga then bring me back to life
And you shot me down, shot me down, shot me down, shot me down
Shot me down, that's all right (Boop, boop) I don't die

[Chris Brown:]
That's why a nigga ride with a weapon
Better that than me lying on a stretcher
Gunshot (Pow, pow, pow!)
Applying all the pressure
Potato on the chopper
Shooting through the pillow, blood on the feathers (buck, buck, buck)
Rolling dice with ya life, all I do is roll 7s (Woo)
Eagle on my lap when I walk with the devil
Hit a bitch from the back like I don't know better
Man, I swear to God you better talk to the reverend (buck, buck, buck)
Yeah, I'm on a weed high, dehydrated
Her booty fucking skin-tight, Levi made it (Yeah, yeah)
Yee-haw, yee-haw, put her in a stable
Keep my cards in my pocket, never put 'em on the table (Woo)
Leave her bra on the floor, put my dick up on her navel
Do what I say, don't give me no ultimatum
Ride around or die, get your life taken
Shit, already went half on a baby (Buck, buck, buck, buck)
All these broke bitch ass niggas
Tryna tell a real nigga how to really fucking get a bag (Woo)
How you fucking 25 with your first car?
I got 10, that's why them niggas mad (Hey)
Why you wanna hate on progress? (Woo)
Why you wanna keep me in the projects? (Jheeze)
Nigga, why you wanna eat off my check? (Hey)
That's some weird ass shit, you suspect (Hey)
That's a weird ass bitch, don't trust that (Woo)
Shut the hell up, a nigga ain't done yet (Hey)
All these shots, are you niggas having fun yet? (Buck, buck)
I'ma do it by the book so run that (Hey)
Take ya bitch, then I ride in the sunset (Hey)
Laying on the Westside, hit Sunset (Hey)
Backwoods, you can find me where the skunk at (Hey)
Bullet with ya name on it, if you want that (Buck, buck)

[Chris Brown & Joyner Lucas:]
You want that ambulance to pick me up and take me on that ride, yeah
They don't revive a nigga then bring me back to life
And you shot me down, shot me down, shot me down, shot me down
Shot me down, that's all right (Boop, boop) I don't die