You ain't dead yet?
Bitch, I'm dead already
You ain't fed yet?
I get bread already
Still no Benz yet?
My Honda got getty
And my ends set
I get fetty on fetty
Uh
You ain't dead yet?
Bitch, I'm dead already
You ain't fed yet?
I get bread already
Still no Benz yet?
My Honda got getty
And my ends set
I get fetty on fetty
You don't wanna be stressed for your whole life, right?
Die with me, die with me, die with me
Don't you want your money coming on time?
Die with me, die with me, die with me
I just got a whip and it's all mine
All I had to do was die
Sleeping on the couch good for your spine
Think about it, you could-
How I'm stuck up in the Bayou?
Homie, I done passed right by you
Heard what you worth, I could buy you
Why you gotta lie too?
Tell 'em that you did when you tried to
Color money dollars, y'all dilute
And I know passion
Love 'em but that nigga be naggin'
Seen 'em in the alley, what's happening?
Click-clack, blast 'em
Got a pair of wings and a casket
Ford but I drive it like an Aston
Why you wanna live on a couple bucks?
Give but it ain't enough
Always gotta wonder where your next dollar coming from
Talk about a dollar but the check didn't ever come
Now you wanna holler 'bout the stress sound really dumb
Meanwhile, I count digits
Meanwhile, you couch swimming
Meanwhile, I lack vision?
30, 40, 50, I'm protected
30, 40, 50, you don't know
All you niggas hoping to be us
Why you waiting? Tryna drive the boat?
Bitch, I drive the motherfucking bus
Burn your burdens swinging with the ghosts
Stick to dreaming, wake up and you stuck
House and a crib and a spouse and a whip
No doubts when you live like us, yo
You ain't dead yet?
Bitch, I'm dead already
You ain't fed yet?
I get bread already
Still no Benz yet?
My Honda got getty
And my ends set
I get fetty on fetty
Uh
You ain't dead yet?
Bitch, I'm dead already
You ain't fed yet?
I get bread already
Still no Benz yet?
My Honda got getty
And my ends set
I get fetty on fetty, uh