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Death B4 a Million

Death B4 a Million lyrics by A$AP Ferg. Don't wish me death before I see a million Before I see these hoes and I'm up there tell my mom that I lived it Before...

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Death B4 a Million

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Don't wish me death before I see a million

Before I see these hoes and I'm up there tell my mom that I lived it

Before they dunk a flow, motherfuckers wanna talk but think they live it, no

I be ballin' stuck up in this pivot, where you trying to go?

Stuck up in this lavish living

Fucking with ghetto hoes truth be told it's money over bitches

Gotta get this dough I'm alone in this cold world

Let's go home cause we grown girl, let's get it on

Being broke this shit ain't fucking pleasant

My daddy showed me lots of money at the age of 7

Before he went to heaven

Papa knew I'd be this way

Fucking with different bitches

To bad he couldn't see the day

But he still watching over me

The devil try to take my wings

Bounce him over the head if he stand before me, shit

I floss with nothing but the real Gs, only real niggas

Introduced me to Supreme team, yeah them real killers

And I layed a couple niggas down for the real figures

I was born in this shit thats why I claim to be the realest nigga

Choppin' it up with all of the thugs

Mobbin' it up with all of the bloods

Bicin' it up with all of the homies

Sippin' it up with all the broads

How many times I've dreamed of cars

Dreams of me living large

Big stars like El Debarge

Money not a thing I'm grinding hard

Lord,.. deliver me my wishes please

I've been eating all this time can y'all niggas do the dishes, please

Don't wish me death before I see a million

Before I see these hoes and I'm up there tell my mom that I lived it

Before they dunk a flow, motherfuckers wanna talk but think they live it, no

I be ballin' stuck up in this pivot, where you trying to go?

Stuck up in this lavish living

Fucking with ghetto hoes truth be told it's money over bitches

Gotta get this dough I'm alone in this cold world

Let's go home cause we grown girl, let's get it on

Flossing diamonds to make them hate me more

Fuck the enemy

Die a slow death while you envy me

And I be ballin' like the MVPs

Motherfuckers cross me, now they're begging for my sympathy

Dreaming of millions of dollars and making bitches holla

Purple label collars and nothing but Devoni from product

Devonian nature got me caking

Every star you wanna see, in the belt, nigga I'm a make it

Stuck up in this californication

Got all the bad bitches swiping cards for that medication

And I get high, that's my meditation

All this determination got me

What in the world, nigga I'm a take it

So, give me what you got while I'm making it hot

Escalating to the top getting money 'til I drop

Sprinkle lavender then I roll up and I'm tippin'

Reminiscing on how the real Gs fuckin' did it

Thieving on niggas

Don't wish me death before I see a million

Before I see these hoes and I'm up there tell my mom that I lived it

Before they dunk a flow, motherfuckers wanna talk but think they live it, no

I be ballin' stuck up in this pivot, where you trying to go?

Stuck up in this lavish living

Fucking with ghetto hoes truth be told it's money over bitches

Gotta get this dough I'm alone in this cold world

Let's go home cause we grown girl, let's get it on

I be on the same shit Master Farak was teaching Elijah

I be with the same click shout outs to Bari and Elijah

Shout outs to Dev the young messiah

Shout outs to all of the young disciples

Shout outs to Rocky for pumpin' the fire

Toast up to the most high for making us higher

Those in the skies to the angels above

Don't feel the cries of them niggas below

Rollin' my eyes to the back of my dome

But I take one poke cause I don't really smoke

Hell if I could then I'd take one toke

Cause all of this pain ain't no joke

I feel the rain but my clothes ain't soaked

It's just no grub but it ain't got dope

If there's no bub then I ain't go hoes

Bitches dont want a buck if it ain't got Os

They want Os at the end up the bub

They want the Benz with the rims so gold

They want gems with the fancy clothes

And they went ham with the fancy clothes

Money on my mind and I shine

So all my niggas knew that they could get dough

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