Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonathan Diaby
Songwriter
Lyrics
Im just like them other fucking rap ****
We all dead in the end
Im just like them other fucking rap ****
Put a price on my head
Rather 6 than 12 lil **** On God
Like them trappin ass ****
Hustle man we all got shooters On God
Lets make it home my ****
RIP Pop Smoke send the addy we gone slide
Do a false move on the net and **** come to take yo life
One day you get a check and the next day yo mama crying
Jealousy the new motive and this shit is horrifying
Last night I was chilling with my ****
Smoking couple blunts me and you ain’t no different
I was telling Tony I don’t wanna die over rap beef **** might do me like Pac
Or Biggie
Or Nipsey
Yo look at 50
9 bullets thats plenty to fucking kill me
If it ain’t my brother than its the police killing me
Boy I don’t trust a fucking soul if you asking me
Boy when I die burry me with my hard drives
A little jar of weed in case im tryna get high
When I die you won’t see me release no songs
Cuz only fake **** follow you
Right after you gone
Im just like them other fucking rap ****
We all dead in the end
Im just like them other fucking rap ****
Put a price on my head
Rather 6 than 12 lil **** On God
Like them trappin ass ****
Hustle man we all got shooters On God
Lets make it home my ****
Lets make it home my ****
We came a long way but we still halfway ****
The government tryna build a wall
Then watch me build a bridge
And even if I fall im sticking to the script UH
But I ain’t nothing like you rap ****
Im the same in my J’s on the ice or on the stage
**** try but can’t relate im nothing like them fakes
I can spot a snake before he try to converse
Get up in the morning wake and bake im getting cake
Im on my grind everyday I know I got what it takes
Bitch im never late im doing me if you asking
Lets roll another blunt don’t give a fuck they gone keep waiting
Put a price on my head
Show money
We all dead in the end
No money
Rather 6 than 12
Dirty money
Everybody home tonight
Thats money
Im just like them other fucking rap ****
We all dead in the end
Im just like them other fucking rap ****
Put a price on my head
Rather 6 than 12 lil **** On God
Like them trappin ass ****
Hustle man we all got shooters On God
Lets make it home my ****
Written by: Jonathan Diaby
