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Nikko Lafre – Till I Die lyrics
(Verse)
Look
I’m still that nigga with a mouth full of gold and a cup full of drink (and a cup full of drink)
So the only thing changed be them 5 figure checks when I walk in the bank (when I walk in the bank)
And no matter what I’m worth, you gon see me with some niggas who was real from the go
A couple of them killas, yea they down to let it blow
And a couple of them dealers sellin really for the low
But me, I’m just a youngin who be juggin for the dough
I’mma grind til I get it, man I put that on my soul
I done seen a lot of shit but I swear I never told
Cus I grew up on them zones, vice laws and the mo
So I’m stickin to the code, yea nigga no snitchin
They heard that boy tellin, next day that boy missin
My niggas in the streets and my brother he in prison
And I got a couple homies who ain’t no longer livin
Yea, that’s real shit
No deal, but I’m who they gotta deal with
I’m in a Chevy but I whip it like a Benzo
It’s no means when I’m smoking, it’s the kill lit
I spit the swisha then I fill it with some endo
And if you see me with a nigga then he careful
Cus all them other niggas I don’t really ride with
And I’m rollin with a couple shooters with me so you might get popped if you pop shit
(Hook)
Man all them chicks watchin my moves
They plottin on me, they scheming
Spent 20k on my jewels
Now I’m in this bitch and I’m gleaming
Got shades on cus I’m leanin
Yea my eyes real low but the Chevy still high
I’m ridin through the set blowin kush in the sky
And I’mma be a trill nigga till the day a nigga die
It’s on me
(Verse)
Black face on a Rollie, yea it’s presidential
And it don’t tic toc cus that bitch official
Niggas flexin in a foreign but that bitch a rental
How you ballin but don’t even know the fundamentals
Fuckin with me, catch a beatin like them instrumentals
Pussy nigga but he talkin like he really bout it
Met that nigga in the city, he was sentimental
Now he tweetin like he thuggin but I highly doubt it
And I don’t trust niggas like I used to (I don’t)
Cus when you make it all they wanna do is use you (true)
And these bitches all snakes, yea they all fake
She say she love me, I said girl it’s what they all day
So I don’t pay em no attention but I pay dues
I never been no one for talkin I just show and prove
Low key and laid back, yea that’s how I move
Low key and laid back, yea that’s how I move
Uh, and it’s nothing but a little time
Til I’m worth a couple M’s and that’s all facts
But I don’t eat with no niggas I ain’t starved with
If I don’t know you I don’t owe you, nigga fall back
And I’m all that, they said I’ll never be
Me broke? That’s some shit you’ll probably never see
And a loan and some shit I’ll probably never need
I’d rather get it on my own, yea it’s on me
(Hook)
Man all them chicks watchin my moves
They plottin on me, they scheming
Spent 20k on my jewels
Now I’m in this bitch and I’m gleaming
Got shades on cus I’m leanin
Yea my eyes real low but the Chevy still high
I’m ridin through the set blowin kush in the sky
And I’mma be a trill nigga till the day a nigga die
It’s on me
Look
I’m still that nigga with a mouth full of gold and a cup full of drink (and a cup full of drink)
So the only thing changed be them 5 figure checks when I walk in the bank (when I walk in the bank)
And no matter what I’m worth, you gon see me with some niggas who was real from the go
A couple of them killas, yea they down to let it blow
And a couple of them dealers sellin really for the low
But me, I’m just a youngin who be juggin for the dough
I’mma grind til I get it, man I put that on my soul
I done seen a lot of shit but I swear I never told
Cus I grew up on them zones, vice laws and the mo
So I’m stickin to the code, yea nigga no snitchin
They heard that boy tellin, next day that boy missin
My niggas in the streets and my brother he in prison
And I got a couple homies who ain’t no longer livin
Yea, that’s real shit
No deal, but I’m who they gotta deal with
I’m in a Chevy but I whip it like a Benzo
It’s no means when I’m smoking, it’s the kill lit
I spit the swisha then I fill it with some endo
And if you see me with a nigga then he careful
Cus all them other niggas I don’t really ride with
And I’m rollin with a couple shooters with me so you might get popped if you pop shit
(Hook)
Man all them chicks watchin my moves
They plottin on me, they scheming
Spent 20k on my jewels
Now I’m in this bitch and I’m gleaming
Got shades on cus I’m leanin
Yea my eyes real low but the Chevy still high
I’m ridin through the set blowin kush in the sky
And I’mma be a trill nigga till the day a nigga die
It’s on me
(Verse)
Black face on a Rollie, yea it’s presidential
And it don’t tic toc cus that bitch official
Niggas flexin in a foreign but that bitch a rental
How you ballin but don’t even know the fundamentals
Fuckin with me, catch a beatin like them instrumentals
Pussy nigga but he talkin like he really bout it
Met that nigga in the city, he was sentimental
Now he tweetin like he thuggin but I highly doubt it
And I don’t trust niggas like I used to (I don’t)
Cus when you make it all they wanna do is use you (true)
And these bitches all snakes, yea they all fake
She say she love me, I said girl it’s what they all day
So I don’t pay em no attention but I pay dues
I never been no one for talkin I just show and prove
Low key and laid back, yea that’s how I move
Low key and laid back, yea that’s how I move
Uh, and it’s nothing but a little time
Til I’m worth a couple M’s and that’s all facts
But I don’t eat with no niggas I ain’t starved with
If I don’t know you I don’t owe you, nigga fall back
And I’m all that, they said I’ll never be
Me broke? That’s some shit you’ll probably never see
And a loan and some shit I’ll probably never need
I’d rather get it on my own, yea it’s on me
(Hook)
Man all them chicks watchin my moves
They plottin on me, they scheming
Spent 20k on my jewels
Now I’m in this bitch and I’m gleaming
Got shades on cus I’m leanin
Yea my eyes real low but the Chevy still high
I’m ridin through the set blowin kush in the sky
And I’mma be a trill nigga till the day a nigga die
It’s on me
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