Aasher - die bout itt.
You live by the pole you die by the pole
My niggas clutch sticky's my sisters is stripping
I'm rapping to not live this life anymore ong
I seen a nigga who looked up to me got jealous and try take my life
Being him is a hell of a price
If you play with my life then I'll get you gone
I ain't Taylor but I'll put him in a song
And y'all niggas be talking bout rapping
I'm all on y'all ass like a bitches thong
And my crips they don't listen to me
I'm tryna show em the way to make all these dividends (show em the way)
I keep paving the way for em again again (show em the way)
Like my nigga you see all these benjamin's (show em the way)
All this crashing out shit it is crippling
On the road to success we need Michelin
I try to keep niggas out streets and shit
But if they start with us niggas we finish them
Easy
This shit is light got em dancing like breezy
Chris Brown
Niggas mad cuz they down I'm the shit now
I barely pop shit imma pop it now watch how we pop out (pop out)
We standing on business no cop out (cop out)
Soul To Soul be my witness we die bout it
I'm standing with God and I'll die bout it
I pray all my niggas will stay solid
I pray all my niggas will make it
If you don't fuck with me please do not fake it
That shit really get pissed off
This is random but rest in peace my nigga takeoff
When I get me some bread always break off
And I'm blind to the bullshit like Ray Charles
And I'm blind to the shit like I'm Stevie Wonder
I just wonder if you willing to die bout it
Would you die for your momma
Would you die for the gold
Would you die for the commas
Would you ever sell your soul
Would you die cuz of drama
Would you die just to end your life
The first thought in the morning is suicide
Cuz how in the fuck will I go provide
Rent due on the first with no job in sight
Stressing out cuz they bout to come cut the lights
Stressing out cuz my girl wanna go on vacation not knowing no money in none of my
Bank accounts all this shit ran my pockets dry
But if I can't provide who the fuck am I
Black man wanna talk he gets crucified
Black man bites his tongue he gets crucified
I needed help when I was young but nobody help me so I don't ask anymore they call it pride
They say go to Jesus he gives you life
But correct all my wrongs still I have no rights
So I write all my wrongs with a bloody knife
Hoping that the knife cuts all my problems out
Hoping that the knife shuts all my demons up
At this point in my life i don't give a fuck
At this point in my life i don't give a fuck
At this point in my life i think that I'll die bout it
I think that I'll write bout it
I think that I'll fight bout it
I think that I'll cry bout it
I'm willing to die bout it
Written by:
Asher Jones, Brian Villegas II, EastSide Brotha, Invie Williams, Jayvon Taylor, Joshua Ijames, Precious Nicol
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