If I Die Young

If I die young, bury me in satin

Lay me down on a bed of roses

Sink me in the river at dawn

Send me away with the words of a love song

If I die young, i wanna be heard

Only thing to ever dye, is my hair not my words

That i record and i play, from Brooklyn down to LA

Gotta make it big boi but you still an outcast like andre like 3k

When im throwing up the diamond for this singing and this rhyming

Yeah its only at the top, yet its crowded at the bottom

And im somewhere in the middle, still tryna find my peace

They dont hear when you alive but they listen when you deceased

If I die young Ill be very surprised

Cause legends just dont die

They all are buried alive, in our minds

Cause we listen to their music everyday

From that Biggie to that Pac From that elvis Micheal J

Up in california with my hand in the cement

Some do it out love, some do it off the strengh

See i am no one special, just a human with a gift

So when im dead and gone, dont get i told you this

If I die young, bury me in satin

Lay me down on a bed of roses

Sink me in the river at dawn

Send me away with the words of a love song

If i die young, just know i had a good run

I mean come on i Rap I act I sung and everything in between i mean

It would be a dream if the kids dressed up as me for halloween

Atleast if not me then my team....i mean

My relatives called me up and i cant even relate

I asked them for a favor, they dictate what they can make

See they slept until my death, until they all at an awake

See something just dont equate for goodness sake (Oh wait 2x)

Oh wait i dont know what to make of it, treasure me like im sacred

I could never be number two, (why2x) cause i dont take no shit

Nobodies the greatest if everyone got a favorite

Not everyone will last, not anyone could make a hit

See every chick is a model and everyones photo snapping

Every brother is trapping and everyones brother is rapping

And that should be a caption, where the hell do i belong

Gimme my flowers when im alive cause i cant smell'em when im gone

A penny for my thoughts, oh no, I'll sell 'em for a dollar

They're worth so much more after I'm a goner

And maybe then you'll hear the words I've been singing

Funny, when you're dead how people start listening

Should be cherished till i perish or i am not around

Tell me homies to blow it down

Tell my mama ill be fine

Tell my dad ill haunt his ass, until the end of time. If im chilling on a cloud and i see my mama crying

Its depressing, reading in the press and in the media

Who rip you to streads and pick you up

Leave you for dead and give you up

Either way im truely blessed, especially if you knew me best

You knew that death is the only time that you can truely rest

Goodnight