Nolaboy Cap - Die Young

Shawty ain't here no more
She left sickles on my heart, so cold
And when I put on all this ice, I feel froze
Done been around fake souls, I'm all alone
The good die young, the good die young fast
The good die young, the good die young fast
The good die young, the good die young fast
The good die young fast
The good die young, the good die young fast
The good die young, the good die young fast
The good die young, the good die young fast
The good die young fast
I smoke to cope with all my problems
Steady askin' God why I got all these problems
I keep it raw to the bone, I'm too prideful
When I'm depressed, feelin' stressed, I'm suicidal
Foot on they necks, full throttle, I can't stop tho
Told my roun' to stop sippin' lean, he can't stop tho
Gotta watch yo dawg or an opp, they'll take yo spot when they close
Takin' my dogs to the top, watch how I throw 'em a bone
Bitch, my guard up, I ain't trustin' nobody
Bitch, you fucked up, coulda been like Whitney and Bobby
Bitch, you lucked up, so doggin' you was a hobby
I can't love everybody
The good die young, the good die young fast
The good die young, the good die young fast
The good die young, the good die young fast
The good die young fast
The good die young, the good die young fast
The good die young, the good, the good die young, ung
The good die young, ung

Written by:
Jorey Pannia

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