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letra de when i die - dtay59

[intro]

[chorus]
huh, yeah 7.62 hit his ass in the belly if the n-gga ain’t ready
huh, i was just 5 believing i could fly just like r. kelly
pull up to the trap i’m like “what the plugg selling?”
hm, and these b-tches backdoor but ion know bout no melly
i can’t hop on the song, n-gga better be bready
and she talm bout “cook up” whatchu know bout lil fetty?

huh huh, these b-tches fake i can’t even call you mines
my finger itchy i’m bussin’ that glock trynna hit him two times
hm, got a bad lil b-tch she in love wit’ my rhymes
hm, when lil sha got locked up i was thinking bout dying
i don’t know bnyx, i been working on dying
when i fell out wit’ kaylynn i felt like i was dying
young n-gga 14 thinking bout when i die (die)

[verse 1]
huh, fifty nine, 5ivo ain’t the same thing
uh, hit that b-tch n-gga, gang bangin’
huh, since 2019 my pockets haven’t been the motherf-ckin’ same (at all)
n-gga, i’m trynna take a f-ck n-gga chain
hm, whoa said we just gon’ bust the brain
hm, in this 5ivo sh-t you gon’ deal wit’ the rain
[verse 2]
uh, i’m off a x trynna get high
this b-tch a scrub and the want the whole cart i ain’t dropping no dime
he don’t know bout’ lil blitz, but he know 59
and i’m bussing that glock trynna catch a opp spying
i’m trynna buy you the world but you just keep on lying
how did i fall in love? you was giving me signs
where the love at, i done asked this sh-t like ten times (just like ten times)

[verse 3]
hm, well i might just do it again
uh, why this hoe mad i was just f-cking her friend?
huh, we light the block up, then we do it again
uh, we spin the block up then we do it again
i just left that b-tch on read, ion wanna see yo f-cking face again
and this on my brother we gon’ spin that benz

[verse 4]
me and all my brothers sticking to the end
the life that im living, they think its pretend
huh, ain’t cuffing no hoe without no wedding ring
huh, i get that ho’ screaming every time i’m in
i can’t let these n-ggas get under my skin
when i die, i know all my opps gon’ say they winning
when i die i hope god gone forgive all my sins
huh, i caught a opp lacking “n-gga how you been?”
[chorus]
huh, yeah 7.62 hit his ass in the belly if the n-gga ain’t ready
huh, i was just 5 believing i could fly just like r. kelly
pull up to the trap i’m like “what the plugg selling?”
hm, and these b-tches backdoor but ion know bout no melly
i can’t hop on the song, n-gga better be bready
and she talm bout “cook up” whatchu know bout lil fetty?

- dtay59

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