This is a song about "Die nigga"

Let the grief itself die.

Damn is your mattress dry

I hope you will till you die

Real nigga shit, don't tell no lie

Fuck a nigga cus its do or die/

I be ballin, they wonder why

Live off my lie and my lullaby

Do you wanna ride or die

I'm gone stay fly, young k preying every name no nigga never fuckin die.

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

I mean the game been dry

Why do people have to die

It was my home by i made die

Dump that bitch in the sly

You are going to die

Why you call me back? don't lie