Do or Die E

I was tryna vibe. I just poured some sauce hoping you come inside. Say you stuck inside your head, baby, I'm stuck In mine. All that time I spent arrested just From doing crime. Every day I wake up, It feel like it's do or die for me. I got court in June, baby, would you lie For me? I can't give you nothing, I know what it take. At some point, you gon' get sick of all Your slimy ways. I can't fumble under pressure and just call it Fate. No, hit the stage and give 'em shows. Hit the plug, he give me loads. Fly to Paris, we in this toast. In my sauce, I'm fairing. Only I know what I been through, I'm scared Of the mirror. And the shorty out there bodied, I'm feel so embarrassed. Know I'm walking off so proudly when people be Staring. Know they tired of me. I done got way too damn lit, no, they Can't hire me. Had to resurrect that hustle, You can't try me. I'm that old boy, riding Rolls Royce. If you open up your eyes and see she Ain't yours. Rich nigga giving broke hoes, Boring, boring. They been sucking all my energy, I cut the Source. I was young, I was picking pennies off The floor. Getting money, now I'm picking leathers In a Porsche. Please give me more, please give me more. I just made a hundred and just twenty-four. Was tryna vibe. I just poured some sauce hoping you come inside. Say you stuck inside your head, baby, I'm stuck In mine. All that time I spent arrested just From doing crime. Every day I wake up, It feel like it's do or die for me. I got court in June, baby, would you lie For me? I can't give you nothing, I know what it take. At some point, you gon' get sick of all Your slimy ways. I can't fumble under pressure and just call it Fate. I can't fumble under pressure and just call it Fate.