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Download Roddy Ricch – “Die Young”

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(Chorus)
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 shota, shota
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
Imma gon’ post bail, just look at my wrist
Tell me, why the legends always gotta die quick?
(Verse 1)
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 with me, I can’t do the wrong friends
I was knockin’ down walls, now they closin’ in
Hopped out the porch, and I hopped inside the Porsche, aye
Fuck being the side nigga, Imma be the main court
Whipped the Rolls, like a young nigga made for it
(Chorus)
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 shota, shota
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
Imma gon’ post bail, just look at my wrist
Tell me, why the legends always gotta die quick?
(Verse 2)
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 stay ten toes
Any nigga in my situation woulda been fold
We was trappin out the basement, made it back ten fold
Gotta stay out the way, thats why I’m always on it, ten fold
We was fighting fed cases, remember I was 2 and 0
Nigga was fighting the pressure, sippin’ syrup, I was movin’ slow
I was down but always still, I always kept my head up
Nigga gotta get my bread up, I don’t wanna die young
(Chorus)
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 shota, shota
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
Imma gon’ post bail, just look at my wrist
Tell me, why the legends always gotta die quick?
Die Young” is a tribute song to the late rapper, XXXTENTACION who was murdered. The song was produced by London On Da Track. Written by Roddy Ricch. Dropped July 3, 2018. RIP XXXTentacion.

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