Die Young (Remix) Lyrics: Uh / Everybody know Juicy always turnt up / Tour bus smoked out, everybody purped up / Nine to five grind and got the whole hood worked up / Ain't getting money, then you.
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[Intro]
I usually don't speak on shit like this, but
Ain't nobody else saying shit
Daytrip took it to ten
[Chorus]
I usually have an answer to the question
But this time I'm gon' be quiet this time (this time)
Ain't nothing like the feeling of uncertainty, the eeriness of silence
This time, it was so unexpected
Last time, it was the drugs he was lacing
All legends fall in the making
Sorry truth, dying young, demon youth
[Verse 1]
What's the 27 Clu-u-u-ub?
We ain't making it past 21
I been going through paranoia
So I always gotta keep a gun
Damn, that's the world we live in now
Yeah, hold on, just hear me out
They tell me I'ma be a legend, I don't want that title now
'Cause all the legends seem to die out
What the fuck is this 'bout?
[Interlude]
I'm tryna make it out
I'm tryna change the world
I'm tryna take her out
I'm tryna take the girl
More importantly, I'm tryna change the world
Maybe flex with some diamonds and pearls, yeah
[Chorus]
I usually have an answer to the question
But this time I'm gon' be quiet this time (this time)
Ain't nothing like the feeling of uncertainty, the eeriness of silence
This time, it was so unexpected
Last time, it was the drugs he was lacing
All legends fall in the making
Sorry truth, dying young, demon youth
[Verse 2]
My mind is foggy, I'm so confused
We keep on losing our legends to
The cruel cold world, what is it coming to?
The end of the world, is it coming soon?
[Bridge]
Yeah, ooh, ooh, oh
That hit's for you
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[Chorus]
I usually have an answer to the question
But this time I'm gon' be quiet this time (this time)
Ain't nothing like the feeling of uncertainty, the eeriness of silence
This time, it was so unexpected
Last time, it was the drugs he was lacing
All legends fall in the making
Sorry truth, dying young, demon youth
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I ain't tryna die young, so I gotta ride with one
Still ten toes down in my Balenciagas
He ran down on a nigga, that's a shotta, shotta
Cold hearted nigga with that blocka, blocka
Gotta keep it on me, I don't wanna die young
I rather be judged by twelve, than carried by six
I'ma go post bail, just look at my wrist
Tell me, why the legends always gotta die quick?
When I'm in traffic gotta slide with the beam on me
Cause I keep 'bout ten racks bussin' at the jeans on me
Niggas be hating, I'm rich, it's all about the cream homie
If I ever get caught lackin', they gon' slide
Ever since I got the Rollie, I ain't got the time
Flawless diamonds, niggas can't never block the shine
They know I'm ballin' in the city like DeRozan
Gotta keep my niggas 'round me, I can't do the wrong friends
I was knockin' down walls, now they closin' in
Hopped off the porch, and then I hopped inside the Porsche, aye
Fuck being the side nigga, I'ma be the main court
Whipped the Rolls like a young nigga made for it
I ain't tryna die young, so I gotta ride with one
Still ten toes down in my Balenciagas
He ran down on a nigga, that's a shotta, shotta
Cold hearted nigga with that blocka, blocka
Gotta keep it on me, I don't wanna die young
I rather be judged by twelve, than carried by six
I'ma go post bail, just look at my wrist
Tell me, why the legends always gotta die quick?
Tryna get my bag, I had to go and make it happen
Me and my dogs, we was bussin' out them bandos
Count out them hunnids then we throw it in the mattress
Wrap it in plastic, and throw it in the attic
I be in the streets nigga, I stand ten toes
Any nigga in my situation woulda been fold
We was trappin' out the basement, made it back tenfold
Gotta stay out the way, that's why I'm always on it, tenfold
We was fighting fed cases, remember I was 2 and 0
Nigga was fightin' the pressure, sippin' syrup, I was movin' slow
I was down below, but still, I always kept my head up
Nigga gotta get my bread up, I don't wanna die young
No, no, no
I ain't tryna die young, so I gotta ride with one
Still ten toes down in my Balenciagas
He ran down on a nigga, that's a shotta, shotta
Cold hearted nigga with that blocka, blocka
Gotta keep it on me, I don't wanna die young
I rather be judged by twelve, than carried by six
I'ma go post bail, just look at my wrist
Tell me, why the legends always gotta die quick?