Live

I don't wanna die broke
I don't wanna die rich
Shit, I don't want no side bitch
I don't want no fly shit
I don't want drive shit
I don't want no big crib

I'm just tryna live
Yeah, I'm just tryna live
I'm just tryna live
Yeah, I'm just tryna live

All that other shit, you can have that
Man I'm past that
Had an Audi R8, but a nigga crashed that
I ain't wanna be the kid, that the kids laughed at
So I started runnin' the streets, but this my last lap
Cops wan' frisk me, homies wan' diss me
You sendin' shots, hope you miss me, R.I.P. Nipsey
Think my baby mom tryna turn my child against me
So I mix the D'usse with the juice, 'til it's empty
Sittin' in the can, gettin' richer was the plan
Now it's different 'cause the fam think I'm richer than I am
It was God's plan that I stand out
Even Suge had it all, then it ran out

I don't wanna die broke
I don't wanna die rich
Shit, I don't want no side bitch
I don't want no fly shit
I don't want drive shit
I don't want no big crib

I'm just tryna live
Yeah, I'm just tryna live
I'm just tryna live
Yeah, I'm just tryna live

I guess I didn't show my child support
Its why his mama put me on child support
I was 'bout to wild in court
Man this pain startin' to cloud my thoughts
We got a child, so, why we the ones actin' childish for
I keep a .38, 'cause my enemies hate
I'm gettin' plenty cheesecake
Plus the industry is fake
I used to dream I would live this life
"Mo' Money, Mo' Problems" B.I.G. said it right
I need a cig to light
I'm stressed, same time fully blessed
I guess, this shit come with success
Yes, I'm still ridin' with the vest
But this just one thing I say about my death

I don't wanna die broke
I don't wanna die rich
Shit, I don't want no side bitch
I don't want no fly shit
I don't want drive shit
I don't want no big crib

I'm just tryna live
Yeah, I'm just tryna live
I'm just tryna live
Yeah, I'm just tryna live

(Ahh)
You don't say
They don't ask you "what's good" (what's good)
Ask you if you're okay(nah)
I been havin' arguments the whole day (all day)
So I'm up in the apartment with the Rosé (ouh)
Or in the hotel, somebody I won't name
Let's just say a old flame (mm!)
Laughin' 'bout the days when I had no game (game)
Just couple crazy kamikaze guys with no brains (ouh)
I don't wanna die (die)
Do it myself 'cause I don't wanna bly (bly)
Happy at home so I don't wanna fly
They ain't sellin' me anything that I wanna buy (yah)
Showin' out
Nuttin' here, ain't blowing out (yeah)
Bae get your coat, we're going out (chea)
She never wanted, Donny had to throw him out (out)
Think they so in tune, but they showin' doubt (doubt)
When I say my 'Our Father' and the mass is over
I'ma trample that lion and that fassy cobra
Yeah, that Mafioso with a splash of Yoda
It's that big Hollow Man and that Casanova

I don't wanna die broke
I don't wanna die rich
Shit, I don't want no side bitch
I don't want no fly shit
I don't want drive shit
I don't want no big crib

I'm just tryna live
Yeah, I'm just tryna live
I'm just tryna live
Yeah, I'm just tryna live