i wont die

im up in the kitchen breaking my wrist,

im uping that glizzey you know what it is,

im tautin these rockets you know how it is,(yuh)

you know how it is,

Gas so loud it smell like a sound

i smoke out the pound so no turning it down

I gotta face all my opps,

i dont wanna die (i won't die)

all these niggas sweet as some cherry pie,

got a beam on it you can not hide,

most these niggas a hoe n disguise,

im reaching to the top to get my prize,

while you're losing im making these bands,

dont play with my gang you know that we bang,

if you run up im upping it quick,

then it's gonna be rip to nick,

 

 

 

lol just something that came to my head figured i would put it out there

for the hell of it