Dying Fast (feat. Bas)

Keep you close to my heart

Save up the moment, a moment

Since my niggas facin probation we gon smoke they faces off

Wish that we can smoke and smoke until we burn them cases off

I’m not too proud about, not much to smile about

It’s like they never took them fuckin braces off

Gunshots, but ain’t no fuckin races start

Either play your part and play it apart or play it raw, hole in one

Few hunned yards, you a superstar groupies heart

But yo lady got the truest heart

I’m on the verge of greatness, patience is the only virtue

But for the moment I’ll be, overindulging, I see

Gracious faces, greener passes, gold chains, purple fumes

Couple niggas still breathing but to me R.I.P

I give niggas a shovel, tell 'em get to digging, you ain’t finished?

Til that hole is big enough for you to fit in

I don’t need credit, I don’t need a fuckin credit limit

Me and my team travel like we never learn to pivot

And spend it in cities where bitches numbers be like twenty-one digits

How I’m supposed to dial that when I’m high as that, hah?

How was such a chilly breeze flowin from yo eye and flash

I thought fire breed new life but niggas is dying fast

I’m on a pill, think I love this bitch –that’s how real it feel

Sniffin out a Benjamin, that’s the cleanest bill

Poisons infiltrate my regiment and even still

I ain’t numb and under this I could feel it still

I’m on a pill, think I love this bitch that’s how real it feel

Sniffin out a Benjamin, that’s the cleanest bill

Poisons infiltrate my regiment and even still

I ain’t numb and under this I could feel it still