"Dead" lyrics
No, no, no
Ooh, Ooh
Come on, Come on
Triple X
You 'gon love me more, when I'm dead
I promise when I go, I'mma paint the city red
I pop these bars, girl they make me feel dead
I think I'm scarred, from this love in my head
(Come on)
This the slump city
Say, you get slumped right in your city
Smokey showed me 50, said, "I'll double that, I get 50"
Cut that nigga head off, he still running 'round like a chicken
I took a flight off, I still walk 'round like a ticket
I ain't tryna bite y'all, I got taste for different enemy
Even when that mic off, I still run around with that glizzy
Give that nigga Tylenol, 'cause [?] sleepin' for a minute
You know I don't like y'all
We been spinnin' for a minute
I don't love no more
I just want drugs some more
I was dusty, now a young nigga cold
Now I'm sticky, so I always tell these hoes
You 'gon love me more, when I'm dead
I promise when I go, I'mma paint the city red
I pop these bars, girl they make me feel dead
I think I'm scarred, from this love in my head
I don't know Smith, but I got Wesson
All in gym, I got my weapon
Don't need yoga, I'mma stretch him
Got my poker all in Texas
I'm a Florida boy, baby
Drop them golds and I'mma flex it
Dropped the hoes and went to flexin'
God, that police shit got hectic
They wasn't stepping for the south
So why the fuck these niggas repping?
Young nigga from the south
We throw them 3s all in your section
Young nigga from the south
Got VVs all up in my necklace
Pussy bitch was talkin' down
Say we forever in the trenches
I said, "no-o-o"
Bottom boy, I've been low-ow-ow
You say it's go and we go blow for blow
Grab a coat 'cause these streets so cold
You say you love me, but I know you don't
Like for real, like for real
Like for real, like for real
You ain't stay down for me, but I still kept it trill
You ain't spray around for me, but I still empty your clip
You 'gon love me more, when I'm dead
I promise when I go, I'mma paint the city red
I pop these bars, girl they make me feel dead
I think I'm scarred, from this love in my head
You 'gon love me more, when I'm dead
I promise when I go, I'mma paint the city red
I pop these bars, girl they make me feel dead
I think I'm scarred, from this love in my head
Ooh, Ooh
Come on, Come on
Triple X
You 'gon love me more, when I'm dead
I promise when I go, I'mma paint the city red
I pop these bars, girl they make me feel dead
I think I'm scarred, from this love in my head
(Come on)
This the slump city
Say, you get slumped right in your city
Smokey showed me 50, said, "I'll double that, I get 50"
Cut that nigga head off, he still running 'round like a chicken
I took a flight off, I still walk 'round like a ticket
I ain't tryna bite y'all, I got taste for different enemy
Even when that mic off, I still run around with that glizzy
Give that nigga Tylenol, 'cause [?] sleepin' for a minute
You know I don't like y'all
We been spinnin' for a minute
I don't love no more
I just want drugs some more
I was dusty, now a young nigga cold
Now I'm sticky, so I always tell these hoes
You 'gon love me more, when I'm dead
I promise when I go, I'mma paint the city red
I pop these bars, girl they make me feel dead
I think I'm scarred, from this love in my head
I don't know Smith, but I got Wesson
All in gym, I got my weapon
Don't need yoga, I'mma stretch him
Got my poker all in Texas
I'm a Florida boy, baby
Drop them golds and I'mma flex it
Dropped the hoes and went to flexin'
God, that police shit got hectic
They wasn't stepping for the south
So why the fuck these niggas repping?
Young nigga from the south
We throw them 3s all in your section
Young nigga from the south
Got VVs all up in my necklace
Pussy bitch was talkin' down
Say we forever in the trenches
I said, "no-o-o"
Bottom boy, I've been low-ow-ow
You say it's go and we go blow for blow
Grab a coat 'cause these streets so cold
You say you love me, but I know you don't
Like for real, like for real
Like for real, like for real
You ain't stay down for me, but I still kept it trill
You ain't spray around for me, but I still empty your clip
You 'gon love me more, when I'm dead
I promise when I go, I'mma paint the city red
I pop these bars, girl they make me feel dead
I think I'm scarred, from this love in my head
You 'gon love me more, when I'm dead
I promise when I go, I'mma paint the city red
I pop these bars, girl they make me feel dead
I think I'm scarred, from this love in my head
