Credits
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Trajik
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
**** dyin everyday
I think I need to live mo
All these bitches do is take
Until you can't give mo
All these **** do is snake
The worst ones be ya kinfolk
And I know just how it feel main
Cause I done been broke
**** dyin everyday
I think I need to live mo
All these bitches do is take
Until you can't give mo
All these **** do is snake
The worst ones be ya kinfolk
And I know just how it feel main
Cause I done been broke
I done been without a dime
Damn near lost my fuckin mind
Main I need some fast money
Feel I'm runnin out of time
Main I need some cash money
Had to get up on my grind
Can't go out like no crash dummy
I pray the lord forgive me
Cause I'm trying
Too many times I done fell off
Fuckin with this bitch
Time to dust the scale off
I'm back with the shit
I'm so focused I could shoot a fly
In hustle mode it's do or die
I handle business hoodied up
No suit or tie Full of fire
All the hate just fuel the fire
**** think his candlelit
We pulled up quick and blew his fire
Almost blew a tire
Tryna spin a **** shit like a DJ
I ran up them racks but this no relay
You ain't gotta tell me twice
baby ain't no delay
I load up them loads an hit the freeway
Meet me at the diner
right across the street from Speedway
Can't give me no lead way
I get mine the g way
**** we straight
We straight
**** dyin everyday
I think I need to live mo
All these bitches do is take
Until you can't give mo
All these **** do is snake
The worst ones be ya kinfolk
And I know just how it feel main
Cause I done been broke
**** dyin everyday
I think I need to live mo
All these bitches do is take
Until you can't give mo
All these **** do is snake
The worst ones be ya kinfolk
And I know just how it feel main
Cause I done been broke
Look at the world with different eyes
Nothing comes as a surprise
Thought you was my fuckin guy
You just a snake in disguise
How could you pray for my demise
The pain I felt I could of died
Before I give a bitch my heart again
I'll commit suicide
All these bitches do is lie
Thought it be just you and I
Until the end
Muthafuck a friend
My patience runnin thin
How I'm gon win?
If I'm takin L's
Can do bad by myself
Don't need no help
**** out for self
Ain't no more love left
Fuck you until death and afterlife
I'm The ratchet type
Everybody catching feelings now
I'm out here catchin flights
Upgraded my carrots bout to go to Paris
And get my fashion right
How I started aint how I finished
I was poor
Now I'm livin a lavish life
My hustle got me here
Im what they fear
These **** ain't half as nice
Been at this shit for years
Blood sweat and tears
But I guess that's the price
I done watch so many **** crap out
Now gon head pass the dice
This shit don't stop
Until my casket drop
Or I'm a set with cash for life
**** dyin everyday
I think I need to live mo
All these bitches do is take
Until you can't give mo
All these **** do is snake
The worst ones be ya kinfolk
And I know just how it feel main
Cause I done been broke
**** dyin everyday
I think I need to live mo
All these bitches do is take
Until you can't give mo,
All these **** do is snake
The worst ones be ya kinfolk
And I know just how it feel main
Cause I done been broke
Written by: Donovan Trajik Short