Until i D I E Lyrics

She tried to keep me up I'm having nightmares in my dreams,

She noticed i be twitching fighting demons in my sleep,

I just pray ion fall victim and this Glock don't jam on me…

Ima angry sour nigga so don't ever think shit sweet,

I'll up my shit and bang for i let em play with me,

Bitch I'm livin like a star but swear this life ain for the weak,

Niggas jumping clique to clique swear they could never join my team.

I'm crazy bout my money you could never play with that,

Freaky bitch gon drop her draws when she find out i can rap,

With my cuz we out in traffic sending shots straight out the scat,

ToTheBank we in that mode I'm bound to put us on that map.

Bitch yelling on my phone tripping don't know how to act,

She ain know i hit her friend yeah lil jam with all

Of that,

When im riding windows tinted and the Glock stay on my lap,

You won't even kill a fly my nigga stop with all the cap.

Don't got no gun don't come outside,

I'm still mad that he still livin that fat nigga should've died,

My lil fam shoot to kill cause in they head it's homicide,

I done seen some crazy shit that'll make yo daddy traumatized.

Pop a yerk to boost my high,

In the hot box vision blurry the smoke keep getting in my eye,

Lil shorty know i cheat I'm still gon fuck her till she cry,

Ain no bitch in my blood I'll stand on bizz until i die.

Walk in the house with like 20 in my pants,

Glock in my jeans that's why i gotta lil sag,

Lilman where you at my tryna load up on them bags,

Niggas broke as fuck they out of luck we on they ass.

Ain pressure bout a bitch that i done fuck she in the past,

Hit the mall get what i want it ain shit to pop some tags,

All this lean that i be sipping got me looking like a dad,

My white boys cold at shooting filming movies like he Brad.

I got niggas mad at me cuz they broke I'm rich as shit,

Stop capping in them snaps boy you ain never hit a lick,

My lil homie head bad he put a switch on a four nick,

I love them chops especially dracs .762 it rip through bricks.

Don't got no gun don't come outside,

I'm still mad that he still livin that fat nigga should've died,

My lil fam shoot to kill cause in they head it's homicide,

I done seen some crazy shit that'll make yo daddy traumatized.

Pop a yerk to boost my high,

In the hot box vision blurry the smoke keep getting in my eye,

Lil shorty know i cheat I'm still gon fuck her till she cry,

Ain no bitch in my blood I'll stand on bizz until i die.