Suicide, are you alive
It's do or die, feel me lie
Don't lie to me if you won't smile with me
Don't cry to me if you won't lie to me
Don't lie, no baby, don't lie to me
Ran up so much paper, would've thought it's counterfeit
These Brockton bitches boring need me a Cali bitch
I'm a real street nigga, I could never be a snitch
Y'all niggas raps is trash, y'all might as well quit
Your ex is givin' drops, so I know that you gon' hate her
Your bitch suck me up like, I'm a now and later
If you see miggz in the cut, you better say a prayer
How you dissin' on our dead when you know we demon slayers
How you dissin' on the dead, you ain't slide on none of your opps
Picture me wetting up your block and I don't need no mop
Walk down, hit him in his head, I told you not to talk
All you hear is shots in your block before you hear the cops
All you hear is, fah, fah, fah, then the body drop
Then the ambulance rushing to the doctor
I just sipped a pint of wok, got me higher than a helicopter
Keep your bitch out the f*ckin' streets before I f*ckin' pop her
I am not the one to beef with, so stay up in your lane
The same bullet in the head could be the same one in your brain
Bitch, I'm turned the f*ck up, I can feel it in my veins
Stay out the war zone, this ain't a motherf*ckin' game
You ain't up ya blick one, so why the f*ck you droppin' names
All black, Nike Tech when I'm walkin' in the rain
Ain't no runnin' from the storm, cause you gon' pop you in the rain
Bro pulled up in the Stryker, tryna give a nigga pain
Ran up so much paper, would've thought it's counterfeit
These Brockton bitches boring, need me a Cali bitch
I'm a real street nigga, I could never be a snitch
Y'all niggas raps is trash, y'all might as well quit
Your ex is giving drops, so I know that you gon' hate it
Your bitch suck me up like I'm a now and later
If you see miggz in the cut, you better say a prayer
How you dissin' on our dead when you know we demon slayers
Ran up so much paper, would've thought it's counterfeit
These Brockton bitches boring, need me a Cali bitch
I am not the one to beef with, so stay up in your lane
You can cry to me if you will lie to me
Don't lie to me, don't lie to me
Don't lie to me, don't lie to me
508 Aj - Do Or Die (feat. KSav) Lyrics
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Suicide, are you alive
It's do or die, feel me lie
Don't lie to me if you won't smile with me
Don't cry to me if you won't lie to me
Don't lie, no baby, don't lie to me
Ran up so much paper, would've thought it's counterfeit
These Brockton bitches boring need me a Cali bitch
I'm a real street nigga, I could never be a snitch
Y'all niggas raps is trash, y'all might as well quit
Your ex is givin' drops, so I know that you gon' hate her
Your bitch suck me up like, I'm a now and later
If you see miggz in the cut, you better say a prayer
How you dissin' on our dead when you know we demon slayers
How you dissin' on the dead, you ain't slide on none of your opps
Picture me wetting up your block and I don't need no mop
Walk down, hit him in his head, I told you not to talk
All you hear is shots in your block before you hear the cops
All you hear is, fah, fah, fah, then the body drop
Then the ambulance rushing to the doctor
I just sipped a pint of wok, got me higher than a helicopter
Keep your bitch out the f*ckin' streets before I f*ckin' pop her
I am not the one to beef with, so stay up in your lane
The same bullet in the head could be the same one in your brain
Bitch, I'm turned the f*ck up, I can feel it in my veins
Stay out the war zone, this ain't a motherf*ckin' game
You ain't up ya blick one, so why the f*ck you droppin' names
All black, Nike Tech when I'm walkin' in the rain
Ain't no runnin' from the storm, cause you gon' pop you in the rain
Bro pulled up in the Stryker, tryna give a nigga pain
Ran up so much paper, would've thought it's counterfeit
These Brockton bitches boring, need me a Cali bitch
I'm a real street nigga, I could never be a snitch
Y'all niggas raps is trash, y'all might as well quit
Your ex is giving drops, so I know that you gon' hate it
Your bitch suck me up like I'm a now and later
If you see miggz in the cut, you better say a prayer
How you dissin' on our dead when you know we demon slayers
Ran up so much paper, would've thought it's counterfeit
These Brockton bitches boring, need me a Cali bitch
I am not the one to beef with, so stay up in your lane
You can cry to me if you will lie to me
Don't lie to me, don't lie to me
Don't lie to me, don't lie to me
It's do or die, feel me lie
Don't lie to me if you won't smile with me
Don't cry to me if you won't lie to me
Don't lie, no baby, don't lie to me
Ran up so much paper, would've thought it's counterfeit
These Brockton bitches boring need me a Cali bitch
I'm a real street nigga, I could never be a snitch
Y'all niggas raps is trash, y'all might as well quit
Your ex is givin' drops, so I know that you gon' hate her
Your bitch suck me up like, I'm a now and later
If you see miggz in the cut, you better say a prayer
How you dissin' on our dead when you know we demon slayers
How you dissin' on the dead, you ain't slide on none of your opps
Picture me wetting up your block and I don't need no mop
Walk down, hit him in his head, I told you not to talk
All you hear is shots in your block before you hear the cops
All you hear is, fah, fah, fah, then the body drop
Then the ambulance rushing to the doctor
I just sipped a pint of wok, got me higher than a helicopter
Keep your bitch out the f*ckin' streets before I f*ckin' pop her
I am not the one to beef with, so stay up in your lane
The same bullet in the head could be the same one in your brain
Bitch, I'm turned the f*ck up, I can feel it in my veins
Stay out the war zone, this ain't a motherf*ckin' game
You ain't up ya blick one, so why the f*ck you droppin' names
All black, Nike Tech when I'm walkin' in the rain
Ain't no runnin' from the storm, cause you gon' pop you in the rain
Bro pulled up in the Stryker, tryna give a nigga pain
Ran up so much paper, would've thought it's counterfeit
These Brockton bitches boring, need me a Cali bitch
I'm a real street nigga, I could never be a snitch
Y'all niggas raps is trash, y'all might as well quit
Your ex is giving drops, so I know that you gon' hate it
Your bitch suck me up like I'm a now and later
If you see miggz in the cut, you better say a prayer
How you dissin' on our dead when you know we demon slayers
Ran up so much paper, would've thought it's counterfeit
These Brockton bitches boring, need me a Cali bitch
I am not the one to beef with, so stay up in your lane
You can cry to me if you will lie to me
Don't lie to me, don't lie to me
Don't lie to me, don't lie to me
Writer: Agosto Ramos
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid