Die Bad

If I don't got it then I take one

No, it never really mattered where the fuck it came from

I been up late. pluckin' notes tryna make some

While you runnin' round, toy soldiers with some fake guns

Break bread, nah, I'd rather break even

Homie, I'm a heathen

You lucky that I let you go breathin'

If you say some, better not see something

And it's like that, yeah it's really like that

And it's like that yeah it's really like that

First I get a bag, spend it, then I get it right back

You got light pockets, I don't check the price tag

Play with me, he must really wanna die bad

Play with me, he must really wanna die bad