[ Featuring Dom Corleo ]
I-I-I-
I'm working on dying
(Schyeah)
I'm rocking these shows, rocking these clothes (yeah)
I'm giving them home (what?)
Been ready to go, got somethin' to show (schyeah), you already know (you)
Seen friends turn to foes when I'm at my lowest, they come and then go (yeah)
She ain't no ho, she walkin' in Vogue, she play with her nose (nose)
Givenchy my coat, yeah, rock it head to toe, yeah
I'm in all black, yeah, bet my chain gon' glow, yeah
And my bro on go (go), got shooters, they ready to go (go)
We gon' hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up
I just had to write a note (swoop)
They can take my flow, take my ho, can't take my soul
I used to be poor, I was broke, not no more (nah)
Rockin' all black, in the night, I'm a ghost (gone, yeah)
Nah, no takebacks, this is the life that I chose (chose, yeah)
This the life that I chose (yeah)
'Cause this the life that I chose (ooh)
This the life that I chose, this the life that I chose
This the life that I had to get ahead and go, go, go (go), yeah
Hold up, wait (hahaha)
Probably kickin' down a door (what? Shee)
My case, I'm facin' two to four (me)
I'm making every day, the most (yeah)
I'm taking everything I'm owed (yeah)
Ten toes, ten toes, ten toes, (Killy)
'Cause I can never, ever fold (nah)
I'm rocking these shows, rocking these clothes (yeah)
I'm giving them home (what?)
Been ready to go, got somethin' to show (schyeah), you already know (you)
Seen friends turn to foes when I'm at my lowest, they come and then go (yeah)
She ain't no ho, she walkin' in Vogue, she play with her nose (nose)
Givenchy my coat, yeah, rock it head to toe, yeah
I'm in all black, yeah, bet my chain gon' glow, yeah
And my bro on go (go), got shooters, they ready to go (go)
We gon' hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up (hit 'em up, hit 'em up)
I just had to write a note (let 'em know)
I just had to let you know when you talkin' to me, gotta do it politely (yeah)
When I go hop in the coupe, got it tinted all black, so you still won't find me (still won't find me)
I had a couple of friends who was f*cked up, so I had to leave 'em all behind me (f*ck 'em)
I'm on a test run like Johnny
F*cked the bitch off the Perc' like a zombie (f*ckin' that ho)
Pulled up to the show and I'm 'bout to go (hahaha) yeah, yeah (pulled up to the show)
I'm movin' the pints, I'm movin' 'em slow, yeah, yeah (movin' 'em slow)
Better get out the way, I'm taking control, yeah, yeah (better get out the way)
You playin' with the kid, I'm taking the soul away, yeah
Southside bitch, badass bitch, she just turned twenty-two (yeah)
Count a whole roll of the hunduns and I got some twenties too (whole lot of hunduns)
Talkin' 'bout some love, oh, you want some love? I'm in love with hundreds, boo (huh)
I'm in love with f*cking you (f*ck that)
This affair with money too (f*ck that)
I'm rocking these shows, rocking these clothes (yeah)
I'm giving them home (what?)
Been ready to go, got somethin' to show (schyeah), you already know (you)
Seen friends turn to foes when I'm at my lowest, they come and then go
She ain't no ho, she walkin' in Vogue, she play with her nose (nose)
Givenchy my coat, yeah, rock it head to toe, yeah
I'm in all black, yeah, bet my chain gon' glow, yeah
And my bro on go (go), got shooters, they ready to go (go)
We gon' hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up
I just had to write a note (go)
