I don´t wanna die anymore Lived so many lives in a row Devil on the right, angel left (It´s cold) Won´t lack, won´t lack, won´t lack (Ayy, Southside, where you get all that drip?)
I don´t wanna die anymore The weather here outside is cold Devil on the right, angel left (It´s cold) Won´t lack, won´t lack, won´t lack
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Wanna´ see my life? A movie, press play Bitch, the street ain´t checkers, it´s a chess game Now, let´s play War time niggas blazin´ at us daily, I must say But we was brave Killed my nigga, we back out the next day And I ain´t even hesitate Did some shit and pour up lean, ´cause that´s my way to meditate
And we took niggas breath away Seen some shit, I´ll never say Bullet hit him and missed me But I was just a step away Damn, I caught a blessing Ooh, we taught that op´ a lesson Shooters kappa-alpha steppin´ I done let off Smith and Wessons Thirty-shot tree-fifty-sevens Forty glock, my preference That compact twenty-seven and the twenty-three That´s the regular Staying strapped, ´cause I´m getting fetty´ I can´t go to heaven I done lived like, four lives Let off four-fives Niggas want me dead, I´m still alive that´s no surprise
I´ma put that bitch right in between, like both his eyes Do the wrong shit, we at his addy´ going inside Choppa´ in my hand, I got a pistol on my side I´ma put this bitch right in his mouth, like open wide Word to the wise, I used to roll with older guys So he might be bigger than me, but this bitch was oversized We gon´ dress up for the hit cause that´s before his time Like he saw a magic trick, I´m tryna´ blow a nigga mind I ain´t say he was no bitch, I saw the soul in his eyes I don´t give a fuck I´m still gone put his skull in his thighs Kobe took his last breath, I seen him rolling his eyes on the nine
He know we ain´t sleep, we rode on the ´shhhh´ And this savage shit was tough it took a toll on us Had to keep them poles on us, reaper trying to hold on us And you ´pose to be a killer, but you told on us Fuck your dead homies, we had gloves on us Niggas hate us We gettin money, now we glow´d on em Savage niggas turned over, V-V-S and gold on us
I don´t wanna die anymore Lived so many lives in a row Devil on the right, angel left (It´s cold) Won´t lack, won´t lack, won´t lack I don´t wanna die anymore The weather here outside is cold Devil on the right, angel left (It´s cold)