Die Trying E

Yeah. Let the band play. Hey, hold up. Let fire this blunt up right Quick. Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, Yeah. Yeah, I'm smokin' too fire to the face. Four-five on my waistline. Hustlin' every day. I be workin' overtime. Niggas still hatin' 'cause a nigga on his grind. These hoes ain't worth a thing. I'ma get rich or die trying. Smoking too fire to the face. Four-five on my waistline. Hustlin' every day. I be workin' overtime. Niggas still hatin' 'cause a nigga on his grind. These hoes ain't worth a thing. I'ma get rich or die trying. Yeah, I'ma get rich or die trying. Nigga try to test I'm over here, then he Gon' die trying. All these bitches want me, Think I need to start a hotline. Heater on me middle of the winter with the Top down. Chilling with the mafia even though I Got mob ties. I bake you like tilapia, Nigga, I keep it out of town. I live life like Monopoly, nigga, I'm chasing dollar Signs. I'm smoking on some broccoli, nigga, Old hundreds, cauliflower. Yeah, old hundreds, cauliflower. Money, respect, and the power. Bad boy just like Michael Larro. Fresh to sale, Austin Powers. Time is money, get it every hour. Chopper singing like a choir. Money talk, these niggas quiet. Money talk, these niggas silent. Pillow talk to bitches lying. Never ever trust a smile. Never went to culture time. I don't skate, but yes, I grind. Need every penny, nickel, and dime. Cujo, yeah, bitch, that's the tribe. In the yellow dime. I'm smoking too fire to The face. Four-five on my waistline. Hustling every day. I be working overtime. Niggas still hating 'cause a nigga on his grind. These hoes ain't worth a thing. I'ma get rich or die trying. Smoking too fire to the face. Four-five on my waistline. Hustling every day. I be working overtime. Niggas still hating 'cause a nigga on his grind. These hoes ain't worth a thing. I'ma get rich or die die trying. Nigga, I'm die Trying. Glizza. Yeah. Yeah, yeah.