Die for something
Why would you for die for nothing?
Dabblin' with substance
I ain't sippin' bubbly
Searchin' for serotonin like it got taken from me
Cause some days be ugly as Oprah without no money
I'm going dummy this what you wanted you got it
Rollin' swollen fingers while driving like I'm on auto pilot
These jits is whylin' smoke out the roof leave a trail behind us
710 degrees of solventless is clearin' out my sinus
Know we slidin' on this shit more then them rotten rhymers
Don't be flexin' me your work you not as high as I is
Candy coated iris peeped that you weren't never solid
Move in silence 'til the circumstance align wit timing
Regular 87 in my whip inhaling 93
Bruh can't even throw his girl a dub to go get some to eat
Hatin on another motherf*cker that shit have me weak
Pull up to function like a luncheon how we came to eat
(Bitch we came to feast!)
Cause my team elite
I got Dee and Reed
Big Yami, Big C
Spin these hoes like Gee-
Elevated from sea
I was swimming too deep
Washed up on the beach
Cause the real don't sink
Real hustler don't sleep
Never walk wit a sheep
Call up 2P
2 worlds finna link
All these hoes wanna ski
Throwing up in the sink
All that really ain't for me
So i'm a just be me
THC, LSD, ecstasy
Yeah that boy oak got the recipe
Know my bae with me like Chesapeake
Smile in the face of my enemy
Better than what you pretend to be
Propane is my remedy
For all of this negative energy
I'm feeling like it was meant to be
Oak - Die 4 Something Lyrics
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Die for something
Why would you for die for nothing?
Dabblin' with substance
I ain't sippin' bubbly
Searchin' for serotonin like it got taken from me
Cause some days be ugly as Oprah without no money
I'm going dummy this what you wanted you got it
Rollin' swollen fingers while driving like I'm on auto pilot
These jits is whylin' smoke out the roof leave a trail behind us
710 degrees of solventless is clearin' out my sinus
Know we slidin' on this shit more then them rotten rhymers
Don't be flexin' me your work you not as high as I is
Candy coated iris peeped that you weren't never solid
Move in silence 'til the circumstance align wit timing
Regular 87 in my whip inhaling 93
Bruh can't even throw his girl a dub to go get some to eat
Hatin on another motherf*cker that shit have me weak
Pull up to function like a luncheon how we came to eat
(Bitch we came to feast!)
Cause my team elite
I got Dee and Reed
Big Yami, Big C
Spin these hoes like Gee-
Elevated from sea
I was swimming too deep
Washed up on the beach
Cause the real don't sink
Real hustler don't sleep
Never walk wit a sheep
Call up 2P
2 worlds finna link
All these hoes wanna ski
Throwing up in the sink
All that really ain't for me
So i'm a just be me
THC, LSD, ecstasy
Yeah that boy oak got the recipe
Know my bae with me like Chesapeake
Smile in the face of my enemy
Better than what you pretend to be
Propane is my remedy
For all of this negative energy
I'm feeling like it was meant to be
Why would you for die for nothing?
Dabblin' with substance
I ain't sippin' bubbly
Searchin' for serotonin like it got taken from me
Cause some days be ugly as Oprah without no money
I'm going dummy this what you wanted you got it
Rollin' swollen fingers while driving like I'm on auto pilot
These jits is whylin' smoke out the roof leave a trail behind us
710 degrees of solventless is clearin' out my sinus
Know we slidin' on this shit more then them rotten rhymers
Don't be flexin' me your work you not as high as I is
Candy coated iris peeped that you weren't never solid
Move in silence 'til the circumstance align wit timing
Regular 87 in my whip inhaling 93
Bruh can't even throw his girl a dub to go get some to eat
Hatin on another motherf*cker that shit have me weak
Pull up to function like a luncheon how we came to eat
(Bitch we came to feast!)
Cause my team elite
I got Dee and Reed
Big Yami, Big C
Spin these hoes like Gee-
Elevated from sea
I was swimming too deep
Washed up on the beach
Cause the real don't sink
Real hustler don't sleep
Never walk wit a sheep
Call up 2P
2 worlds finna link
All these hoes wanna ski
Throwing up in the sink
All that really ain't for me
So i'm a just be me
THC, LSD, ecstasy
Yeah that boy oak got the recipe
Know my bae with me like Chesapeake
Smile in the face of my enemy
Better than what you pretend to be
Propane is my remedy
For all of this negative energy
I'm feeling like it was meant to be
Writer: Luke Oakley
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