Di3 Young Lyrics – TryB3GOD
Singer: TryB3GOD
Title: Di3 Young
I didn’t die young
So i must not be good
Am i misunderstood
One hand dries eyes other hand rise my gun
I didn’t die young
So i must not be good
Am i misunderstood
Peers lie under high grass
Wonder when my time comes….
Swear to god when i make it
I won’t give you n#gg#s much
Cause i did it by myself i ain’t really give a f#ck
I was looking for the love
Not a feeling not a touch came across
f#ck that your loss
Now i’m the cuts getting higher than the lord
I’ma live it up while they lying in the morgue
Open up some doors how i come at this daw
I ain’t worried bout no feelings b#tch f#ck that it’s yours
I could flip a switch and start dropping hits
I seen you work your whole life and haven’t gotten sh#t
I could laugh but i’m focused on this cash
2020 money coming fast and i will not be last
I was birthed to be first, i’m a king of this class
And i know it hurt that my dreams didn’t crash
I see them serpents like a sniper
Stepping with my demons over vipers
Hanging with a heathen getting higher
I didn’t die young
So i must not be good
Am i misunderstood
One hand dries eyes other hand rise my gun
I didn’t die young
So i must not be good
Am i misunderstood
Peers lie under high grass
Wonder when my time comes….
Word to mother i don’t understand what these b#tches plan
How you have a n#gg# baby and don’t know that i’m the man
I was hurt, how you turnt, i ain’t really get a chance
Now i can’t trust these b#tches worth damn
f#ck i’m posed to do
I ain’t chasing down no love, i want loot
I’m from new york are you dumb, i want boots
Hand in my drawers, sweating on my gun with my balls
Heaven might not come when i fall
f#ck it tho i’m woke, see them jezebels on approach
Tell em hop off my dick for i stick in they throat
And don’t come around me now if you ain’t kick it with me broke
I been rolling up this sticky tryna figure me a flow
What i wanted was a loan and a mothaf#cking home
But i’m glad i didn’t get it, what i got is my own
See they sh#t can get diminished
Seen them topple they throne
And i’m in it till i finish, i can rock in my zone
I didn’t die young
So i must not be good
Am i misunderstood
One hand dries eyes other hand rise my gun
I didn’t die young
So i must not be good
Am i misunderstood
Peers lie under high grass
Wonder when my time comes….
Ain’t no capping how it happened
I been working on this outcome
While n#gg#s out here wrapping up they tracks i got albums
My trigger ain’t been clapped, i might go a year without guns
Thank god i can chill without one
Had to come back on you kiddies
Feel like griffey in the clutch
Chick miss me with the b#llsh#t an lick on this dutch
Dump my heart into this music and lose it
You foolish to think i would ever confuse it
I do this..
Word
n#gg# what you heard?
I been out here going back and forth like a serve
Speaking up a business, don’t witness, observe
Couple thousand on my neck man this sh#t for the birds..
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