But even if I didn't, it'd all be straight
I put this pistol on my waist
It reminds me I could die tonight
Die tonight
Ain't ready to go, why would I leave
Slide with the mob, that's how I bleed
Swerving the ghost, picking up speed
Popping this yeah to put me at ease
Thinking bout the bros and I start to grieve
I think about Roc, I think about Smeez
The blick got a dot and I'ma squeeze
I'm sliding for Dot, I'm sliding for Kreez
Forty on me like I'm aging, I know they're talking to agents
Pray they don't hit us with RICO, I know I'm the one that they're naming
Roll down the window and flame 'em
Fuck it it's still live
Rolling their dead just to feel live
Bitch I know they're telling, I still slide
Pouring this wocky in my cup now, 'till I don't feel no pain
Even when my life's the brightest, I still feel the rain
But even if I didn't, it'd all be straight
I put this pistol on my waist
It reminds me I could die tonight
Die tonight
Paroles2Chansons dispose d’un accord de licence de paroles de chansons avec la Société des Editeurs et Auteurs de Musique (SEAM)
