Don't Die

Yeah, yeah

Check me out man, yeah

Original gangsta, black clothes and bangers

Bullet shells and chambers fill the Ls up

We stay low from the rangers

'Cause they tryin' to tame us, but we brainless

And just think, I'm one sell out record away from being famous

Shit, I guess I ain't it

You could paint it how you may

But I remain this gangsta till the day I lay

Where the worms stay

I spit it for my ****'s sake

I spit it for myself a long time ago

Got a few houses, few whips, few condos

I'm so straight, I'm pointing

The game is hurtin' and baby boy the ointment

Baby boy the president now

Shit, you gotta make an appointment

Two record labels

You should come join 'em

Do check the label

And make sure it's yellow or rosé

'Fore you bring it to my table

Ga-gangstas don't die

They get chubby and they move to Miami

I moved to Miami

I'm banned from Wet Willies, but a **** like fuck it

I'm still a G, thuggin' out in public believing

Gangstas don't die

They get chubby and they move to Miami

I moved to Miami

I'm banned from Wet Willies, but a **** like fuck it

I'm still a G, thuggin' out in public, straight up

**** playin' doin' about one-eighty

Maserati matching drop top sun shade

Gotta be fly, P-One **** spent about five condo high in the sky

G-four whenever, fly in any weather

Had to pop a few pussies that was bad feathers

Million on the floor

That's fo' sho' that lil' homie got the flows

So we all just gon' float

And don't think about the past

A little water came, now we floatin' on everything

**** doing about anything, killing while they hustling

**** putting it in for the change

So we headed to the game, Culpepper gettin' his roll on

I'm on the side with that bling

And outside got them thangs

Them Phantoms out there, we do it up, switching lanes

Ga-gangstas don't die

They get chubby and they move to Miami

I moved to Miami

I'm banned from Wet Willies, but a **** like fuck it

I'm still a G, thuggin' out in public believing

Gangstas don't die

They get chubby and they move to Miami

I moved to Miami

I'm banned from Wet Willies, but a **** like fuck it

I'm still a G, thuggin' out in public, straight up

Nah, don't fuck with that dawg

Yo, I'm gonna knock your fucking head off

And I'm coming back hard

Stunner get me to work and I'm runnin' that off

I'm comin' back with it and let my team split it

With a swagger you can't get, no you can't get it

Shit, bitch, I pop like Diddy

I pop like when he goin' stop when it's empting

You still drawing Leonardo Da Vinci

Trap me, I'm in there early, gettin' money ridin' dirty

Uptown puttin' it down blowin' out the pound

Duffel bag full of cash when I come around

The lil' homie got the game so I put him down

Hold my town, worldwide wearin' a crown

Like father like son, got it off the mound

Like father like son, **** stand their grounds

Like father like son, **** fuck them clowns

Ga-gansta don't die

They get chubby and they move to Miami

I moved to Miami

I'm banned from Wet Willies, but a **** like fuck it

I'm still a G, thuggin' out in public believing

Gangstas don't die

They get chubby and they move to Miami

I moved to Miami

I'm banned from Wet Willies, but a **** like fuck it

I'm still a G, thuggin' out in public, straight up

Believe that three-oh-five, four-oh-four, seven-oh-three, all that

Dallas, Kansas

Everybody, You hear me? Oklahoma, yeah

Everybody, the whole world