Текст Zhavia Ward – Die Young

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I ain’t tryna die young, so I ride with one
Still ten toes down in my Balenciagas
He ran down on a brotha, that’s a shotta, shotta

When I’m in traffic gotta slide with the beam on me
Cause I keep ’bout ten racks bussin’ out the jeans on me
He be hating, I’m rich, it’s all about the cream homie
If I ever get caught lackin’, they gon’ slide
Ever since I got the Rollie, I ain’t got the time
Flawless diamonds, that can’t never block the shine
They know I’m ballin’ in the city like DeRozan
Gotta keep my homies ’round me, I can’t do the wrong friend
I was knockin’ down walls, now they closin’ in
Hopped off the porch, and then I hopped inside the Porsche, aye
I’m being the side, I’ma be the main course
Whipped the Rolls like a young boy is made for it

I ain’t tryna die young, so I ride with one
Still ten toes down in my Balenciagas
He ran down on a brotha, that’s a shotta, shotta
Cold hearted, with tha blocka, blocka
Gotta keep it on me, I don’t wanna die young
I rather be judged by twelve, than carried by six
How I’m gon’ post bail? Just look at my wrist
Tell me, why the legends always gotta die quick?

Tryna get my bag, I had to go and make it happen

I ain’t tryna die young, so I ride with one
Still ten toes down in my Balenciagas
He ran down on a brotha, that’s a shotta, shotta
Cold hearted with tha blocka, blocka
Gotta keep it on me, I don’t wanna die young
I rather be judged by twelve, than carried by six
How I’m gon’ post bail? Just look at my wrist
Tell me, why the legends always gotta die quick?

I don’t wanna die young
I don’t wanna die young
I don’t wanna die young