Death Of YOLO

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This the song I wrote if I died; I was on the 50 mile doing 9-5 Beating the pussy like it ain't got 9 lives And I'm high, mix Ciroc and some blunts, ‘cause you only live once ‘Cause you only live once This the song I wrote if I died; I was on the 50 mile doing 9-5 Beating the pussy like it ain't got 9 lives And I'm high, mix Ciroc and some blunts, ‘cause you only live once ‘Cause you only live once This the song I wrote if I died; I was on the 50 mile doing 9-5 Beating the pussy like it ain't got 9 lives And I'm high, mix Ciroc and some blunts, ‘cause you only live once ‘Cause you only live once White girl wasted, my wife-girl hate it ‘Cause when I’m faded I just wanna See her naked Adjust adjacent, like baby let me see your matrix Kama Sutra, back to basics Since I was on the go, back to the block 105 on, started bumpin’ Hard Knock I looked at my nigga Fly, as my heart dropped Sedan in front swervin’ as the car stopped In that split second, my foot steppin’ breakin’ I thought to myself, I always knew that I would make it All it took was patience, and now I’m on the stations Luckily I made it right before my life was taken It was too good to be mistaken for happiness and riches People callin’ my phone, like they happy that we did it Little did they know I was ‘bout to meet my maker Till an angel came down and told me that my time was later This the song I wrote if I died; I was on the 50 mile doing 9-5 Beating the pussy like it ain't got 9 lives And I'm high, mix Ciroc and some blunts, ‘cause you only live once ‘Cause you only live once Riiiiiight, fuck it Pass the deuce, 'member creepin’ through the 'jects Had to, stash the deuce in my 40 ‘Low boots International, my bread is well earned L's burn, smash hoes in Melboure Light skinned jawn, look like Chanel Imon One night, got her hooked, like I’m heroin Vintage Vanson's puffin’ on chron Posted, lookin’ like a slim or Daron Give me some to a 112 song Smoke a nigga like a Newport Long Pass off to my man, be a baton ‘Cause it ain’t no fun if the homies don’t get none Right, it's like ballin' on a bitty Bunch of bad bitches from different cities Illest niggas in New yitty Kush God, Joey Bada$$, relax and stack the skrilly, DZA This the song I wrote if I died; I was on the 50 mile doing 9-5 Beating the pussy like it ain't got 9 lives And I'm high, mix Ciroc and some blunts, ‘cause you only live once ‘Cause you only live once Late night cruisin', fusing the green with the cuban So swift we moving through clouds intruding Celestial Nubians, known them since I was a Brand Nubian and they influenced him And now it’s new beginnin’s, catch me sinnin’ in Sin City Sittin’ and spinnin’ and spittin’ in ya city Swimmin’ in ya bitty, put kin in her kitty and breasts Got protection in the vest, but still penetrate correct The vets, I got the remedy for these bitches Inject, enter sex and eject get some intellect And jet cuz all we do is flex on the weekends They upset cause I learned how to flex on the weakest End of my strength they drenched in they trenches The fence in my terrace is gold, leave ya defenseless in the cold And I know all you nigga’s weaknesses Through my threshold, sight on some instinctive shit This the song I wrote if I died; I was on the 50 mile doing 9-5 Beating the pussy like it ain't got 9 lives And I'm high, mix Ciroc and some blunts, ‘cause you only live once ‘Cause you only live once