Chinx - Die Young lyrics
rate me(Hook x2)
If I dieieieieie
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
(Post-Hook)
If I die, just look into the sky
I ain’t even gon’ lie, tell my niggas don’t cry bout nothin'
Oh, Montana
If there’s somethin' on my mind, I was busy tryin' to find
I was drunk gettin' high with my guys didn't care 'bout nothin'
Whoa
(Verse: French Montana)
Eva since the first hit me up, I wasn't supposed to live
Still on the block gettin' money where I’m supposed to live
Want to see my casket shine on mama’s front row
Tears in her eyes, heart bleeding, the boy have to go
I can see Puff tellin' Ross, Yela was a legend
I can see my baby mama mad at erry freshman
And I’d be mad
Turnin' up fo' my nigga 'til they put me in the casket
(Hook)
(Post-Hook)
(Verse 2: Zack Kharbouch)
Sucks hangin', we just some young niggas
Out the bottom, got it from crumbs nigga
Now it’s 250 in the slum nigga
Pocket full and this shit for fun nigga
Say neva know! All this shit a nigga seen, I’ll neva fold
May neva know, niggas claimin' like a lawyer, probably tellin' though
Young niggas out here let the blammer go
Mixin' mud with the smoke, I’m paranoid
Got a couple kittens that’s down to go
And when they cum I’ll be there minin' coal
Suckas livin' a lie
Out here blessin' all my niggas and I’m livin' the life
Got a couple foreign bitches and they put up a fight
If I told you what I know I’m probably doin' a life
Fuck these fuck niggas, we don’t run with em
Hatin' bitches, man I’m done with em
Live fast and die young nigga
Know the consequences come with it
(Hook)
(Verse 3: Chinx)
Look, rose up out that dirt wearin' holy clothes
Most niggas love to hate you, man you don’t need those niggas
How we gon’ cleanse our body of these sins?
When our only concern was reing up and ridin' rims
Sold white that wasn’t good fo' cookin'
Teacher used to say that I’d amount to nothin'
Kept the work up in that kitchen covered
Whipped it like I baked it in that easy oven
Everybody pick their poison, Islamic or Christian
Buddhas to Jewish, every religion is Judas
Nigga due to all my circumstances
Had no choice but roll the dice, had to take them chances
Till my homies leave the can they just tuna fish
No money yours, it's fo' the fam, just get through the shit
Young'ns dyin' nowadays dressed up in the ghetto
The struggle up out the system, these crackers turn you to Gepetto
I’m loadin' up in that hoopty to catch a 187
I flipped and got me a Rolex, preacher got the same Bezel
What the fuck, some nights I couldn’t sleep cause Satan woke me up
Been through shit that make you cry, have you choking up
Find yourself in the darkest places loadin' them 9s
Tryin' to grip your mind, searchin', you search what you find
Came up with jack shit up out that wishin' well
Left with this black skin and a digital scale
I pray I be ok when I grow up a little bigger
If I don’t, tell my babies daddy was a real nigga
(Hook)