Die Lit
Daniel Brown
I'm gone die lit
I Ain't ask no body for help
This is my shit
Wanted to do it on my own
Feel better that way
She done did it on her own
Never felt it that way
Line em up wit the glock
Before I'm layed in a grave
Start dishing the rock
Beating Nash at his game
I don't play by the clock
Our name tags ain't the same
Young boul talking like he paid
But I only kno one paid
Count it up
This is big bank
Did overtime
For the bank
Pints n pounds
Gone catch up wit ya silly ass today
Smoke a lotta weed
So I ain't wit that smart shit today
Nigga calm down
Cuz it really get dark for you any day
I'm gone die lit
I ain't ask nobody for help
This is my shit
She a coke head
Dab it out on her finger
In the open
Smoking purple potion
Got me slow motion