When I Die, Don't Post Me Lyrics

Since I was born I lived around drug dealers actually

Eastside ville nigga you ain't got to ask me

When that fire come out he start running like a track meet

Bitches love me here all the way to Tallahassee

Why niggas bragging bout hoes basic like khakis

I get sub dissed and niggas never at me

If they sold they soul little niggas couldn't pass me

Started out fucking 9s same thing was in the backseat

All the way turned up was feeling like Travis Porter

Couple niggas want my bitch but they probably can't afford her

Plus I'm known as the man where I'm from kind of sort of

Only nigga in the mud high stepping some Jordan's

When I die nigga don't post me cause you niggas don't know me

Wasn't rooting for me can't just say you love me these days you got to show me

Ex still trying to replace me she on her sixth man like Ginobili

Came a long way from mixing soda with the codeine

When I die I'm going down with the chopper R.I.P Kobe

And I don't trust none of you niggas I'm by my lonely

And I'll park a nigga and that's no relation to Tony

I know I say every album is my last one

You never know when you're dying so it's my last one

I learned everybody's a hater until the cash come

Now I do things fuck my new bitch with my last one

You ain't expect it so you mad huh

I move on you want jewelry want a bag huh

And I know most of them fake it's like trying to get Meg the Stallion

And get Erica Banks, if you not ready to die then don't stand in the paint

Cause the crips don't give a fuck bout all the shit that you ain't

I'm just trying to teach y'all some game

Cause I'll hate the one who paint a description that's fake

I know people who wanted my album to see what I'm on

Why when you need something only time you hit up my phone

Call 'em fake friends rather niggas leave me alone

Y'all don't care about mental health R.I.P. Nina Simone

I'm not the one to play with you got to put me on playlist

Couple years ago I wasn't even on a list

Now I'm the one they run to, to get it shaking

And if you never sold a mill on your own then don't say shit