Die Together

Uh

Ay

Da-da, da (whoo)

Uh, huh

Now I'm addicted to the shit like it was nicotine

The streets have got me overdosin' on adrenaline

Like it was lean, promethazine, have I become a fiend?

My nigga caught up with that girl, this ain't no summer fling

Know what I mean? Can't use the phone 'cause niggas listening

Them boys be talkin' shit, well, bitch, I got that Listerine

That pistol gleamin' in the sun

'Cause beef is interesting (what you say, nigga? The fuck you say, nigga?)

A quarter pounder get a nigga blown to smithereens (fuck you say, nigga?)

My mama asked me what that drama 'bout and I don't lie

I said, "A little bit of money and a lot of pride" (these niggas out here getting shot)

I swear to God I cry when I look in my daughter eye (Ma, you know that)

I'm thinkin' if I die tonight, I never taught her how to ride a bike

Or how to fight if niggas clownin' on her

I gotta call my nigga Rallo from around the corner

He came up on a pound of Mary straight from California

Let's blow an ounce and move the rest, we bag it up, you do the rest

Okay, I'm comin' over quick, got hip for my nigga, this is it

Don't know how he came up on it, must've probably hit a lick

Now, I don't ask no fuckin' questions, all I do is take my blessings to the strip

Make her flip, no more struggling, no more stressing

'Cause my baby need some Pampers and her daddy need a Buick

Ain't no future for a felon and there ain't that much more to it

Why I do it? I feed my baby girl and then we lie together

I'm starin' at her, swear I hope we fuckin' die together

Die together (Nina? Nina?)

Die together (who loves you?)

I swear I hope we fuckin' die together (Daddy loves you)

Die together, die together (one day, I'ma buy you everything you want)

I swear I hope we fuckin' die together (we're gonna have a big house, you're gonna have a big room)

(Die together) die together

Die together (you're all I got in this world)

I swear I hope we fuckin' die together (Daddy gotta go find a real job)

Die together (I'ma drop you off with Mommy)

Die together (I'm gonna pick you up next week, okay?)

I swear I hope we fuckin' die together

Three in the mornin' and I'm wide awake, yawnin'

A couple pulls got me zonin'

Somethin' tell me check my phone and I see a message

Five missed calls, they all from Rallo

Right away, I check it (Ra', Ra', call me the fuck back)

He stressin', he breathin' heavy, tellin' me to call him ASAP (hit me back)

I dial him right back, like, "What the fuck goin' on?"

He's goin' on about them trees that we sold and how we need to get low

Some niggas lookin' for us out here in the streets 'cause they know

That shit we sold ain't belong to us, they wanna sing a song for us

For fuckin' up they money, niggas say it won't be long for us

I tell him, "I ain't scared, I ain't know it was theirs (yo, listen)

But if they talkin' like that (listen, don't leave the fucking house)

Nigga, make sure that you strapped" (click, don't leave the house)

Hung up the phone as I sat there alone

Wishin' I can wipe the slate clean with dreams of a home

With picket fence and yard big enough for Nina to roam

Lord, tell me, is it too late to grow? I need to know (shit)

Few hours pass, I need to go and pick my daughter up

Her mama gotta work today

She tells me, "Look for work today" (you need to go find a job today)

I say, "Okay," I strapped the cutie pie into the baby seat

She love to spend the day with me, she startin' to learn the ABCs

I drive away and see my distant future as a married man

Way out in the suburbs with no pistols and no worryin'

One day, I'll send my baby girl to college where she'll find a man

And he gon' put a ring up on her hand, but I'll be damned

Fuck you, fuck you

Fuck, let's go, let's go, let's go

Fuck, man

Ah, shit

Nina? Nina? Nina?

Oh, shit, I'm sorry, I'm sorry

Fuck