Young Die Good Lyrics

Will I be a statistic

On my mind

As I load beans in extensions

Swerving the ave with it on me

They won't sleep me

I'm gripping

I'm woke to the drama

Phone ringing

Immediate tension

Somebody just snuck my round

He barely breathe with assistance

Speed through the eway

Hit the lobby

Scene made me sickened

Hugging his momma

Eyes full of tears

And some sniffles

Can't make out her statements

Couldn't really speak

From affliction

All I can hear is he gone

From her whimpers

Oh my god

Under whispers

Losing control

My whole composure

Eroded by temper

Memories unfolding

In my mind

As I sit in my simmer

We was lions in the jungle

Since Nala and Simba

Traumatizing

Wrapping the thoughts

He no longer here with you

We burning pipes

Back to back

Until we scold us a victim

And all the while

The devil sitting back

Watching it trickle

Use to be innocent

I swear I got caught in the middle

I couldn't keep watching

Mines die

As results being civil

I rather go to jail than lay

So I'm guarded by pistols

Rather be visited than say

Long live him lord with him

Ands it's cycle

Never ending

And war only dimmer

Cause once we spark

This bitch back up

We all ending as killers

Kings killing kings

As the good die young

Blood on our crowns

Kick our thrones as we hung

I seen legends die

On the same block

Where they from

Trying to make it

Out of poverty

Then tragedy struck

What

Growing numb with every death

I'm barely cracking tears

Lately shit been hitting home

Wish I could pack my kid

My daughter finding guns

Every time she at the crib

Talking bout she really scared

That I won't actually live

I can barely give a answer

For actions

In my mind thinking

Do I care bout her if I'm active

Cause if I'm gone

None to count on

Who going raise her up factors

I just turned twenty six

I need more pages to chapter

I just rode by some teddy bears

And can candle light action

Ballon's flying high

They grabbed hands

In prayer right after

Sitting across the way

Lost in a daze in the matter

Looking at my future ahead

If I don't stray from the cattle

Wait

It's hitting deeper

Than a chopper's penetration

My anxiety flaring up

I roll a blunt

While steading shaking

Said a prayer in that instances

Telling God please let me make it

Lot to live for

Lot to die bout

Which scale I'm weighing

Cause that graveyard

Filled with brave hearts

Across

Adjacent

Came to far up out the mud

To lay faceless on the pavement

Got a talent I could use

It can save me before I'm wasted

It's no coming back from death

It's like cancer

In fourth stages

Kings killing kings

As the good die young

Blood on our crowns

Kick our thrones as we hung

I seen legends die

On the same block

Where they from

Trying to make it

Out of poverty

Then tragedy struck

What