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letra de dying to live - ola swag

(my n-gga 24 the dope these other n-ggas basic)

[hook: no cap]
glock by my stomach watching belly (yeah)
every time its smoke we gon inhale that sh-t (ayye)
every time its smoke we goin to h-ll (yeah)
but we just hope we get to heen (yeah yeah)
why it’s so easy to die
but seems so hard to live
i hold in i just never cry
bring me a ocean i fill it with tears

[verse 1: no cap]
trying to get my n-ggas out the hood, show em different things
put the smackdown on that hoe
still won’t get a rang
he can buy a thousand rovers
not in my range
need a deal for this paper fore it drive me insane
i’m sipping oil
thinking that this rap gon take me out the hood
saint lauren
but i’m nowhere near close to baton rouge
i was broke i spent thirteen on shoes
sh-t was hard then like james
coulda bout a body shop
but i drunk up all the paints
ain got no kids so we don’t see the sun
all we see is rain
he ain’t real, even if he was a slave
he still can’t hang
duke had died right in front of me
still on the set
balenciaga left in cincinnati
i bought giuseppe
hotel room ain leave not one chain
but i left her necklace
even tho i bought a condo in the a
they still won’t touch me

[hook: no cap]
glock by my stomach watching belly (yeah)
every time its smoke we gon inhale that sh-t (ayye)
every time its smoke we goin to h-ll (yeah)
but we just hope we get to heaven (yeah yeah)
why it’s so easy to die
but seems so hard to live
i hold in i just never cry
bring me a ocean i fill it with tears

[verse 1: ola swag]
i’m on the block like i’m brandon brooks
own rock castle but i run with nun but crooks
no cap man we got these rap n-ggas shook
own follow sh-t i never been by the book
no worker but a n-gga do the push up
black and blue cause a nigha got the hook up
search bar how the hoes gonna look up
no quay but a nigha still cook up
dice game cause these p-ssy nighas shook up
nighas hating cause his baby mama book us
got ks and ain talking bout the klu klux
helium body how the way a nigha blew up
i’m on a paper chase try the gang
end of the pencil nigha get erased
all my dogs run together nigha ain’t no stray
wen super hero’s but we mask up any day
i need a grammy cause i’m tired of selling grams of yay (ola)

[chorus: no cap x ola swag] (acapella)
glock by my stomach watching belly (yeah)
every time it’s smoke we gon inhale that sh-t (ayye)
everytime its smoke we goin to h-ll (yeah)
but we just hope we get to heaven (yeah yeah)
why it’s so easy to die
but seems so hard to live
i hold in i just never cry
bring me a ocean i fill it with tears

- ola swag

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