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foreign skrilla – die like that lyrics

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[intro]

(i know it’s some heat i got tg on the beat)

[verse 1 foreign skrilla]

running to a bag
i get away from cops
n+ggas broadcast
like they working for fox
you invested in these hoes
i’m invested in stocks
two steppin in my crocks
christian loubs in the box
i’m the hottest in the city
thought you knew that
n+ggas famous on the gram
but i’m like who dat
when the girls say they want me
i’m like too bad
you see nothing really last
when u move fast
i skip pass
i gotta keep a bankroll for the payroll
put a couple paso’s in the bank yo
i go too many places that you can’t go
like a suspect on the run i like to lay low
i can’t fold
this lifestyle i was made foe
even if i had a millie i need way moe
need to understand this game
and how this game go
how you say you want change
and do the same oh

[chorus: xian bell]

uhh, been a real n+gga
and i’m still one
say my convo be dry
she gone still come
y’all mad that i got n+ggas in the field
huntin ten toes down
won’t switch on my n+ggas none
been a real n+gga imma die like that
without my strap can’t ride like that
getting to the money imma get right back
i been a rich real n+gga imma die like that
ayyye
imma die like that
without my strap can’t ride like that
getting to the money imma get right back
i been a rich real n+gga imma die like that

[verse 2: siya]

yeah
ten toes down i’m a solid n+gga
growing up where i’m from
we rob n+ggas
broad day with the gun play
touch down in yo city that’s a runway
b jays we don’t do commercial
take a n+gga money
like the pastors at the churches
f+ck a n+gga b+tch
and send her back in a uber
i ain’t gotta call it n+gga baby i’m the shooter
the gang on standby though
i be everywhere that you can’t go
tell them other n+ggas i’m the man hoe
brooklyn n+gga reppin on the westside
p+ssy n+gga get yo bread right
imma die like that

[chorus: xian bell]

been a real n+gga
and i’m still one
say my convo be dry
she gone still come
y’all mad that i got n+ggas in the field
huntin ten toes down
won’t switch on my n+ggas none
been a real n+gga imma die like that
without my strap can’t ride like that
getting to the money imma get right back
i been a rich real n+gga imma die like that
ayyye
imma die like that
without my strap can’t ride like that
getting to the money imma get right back
i been a rich real n+gga imma die like that



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