Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Till I Die, artist - K Camp. Album song Only Way Is Up, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 03.09.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Interscope
Song language: English
Till I Die |
| All my niggas get reckless, I got your rent on my necklace |
| She keep calling for seconds, between her legs is a blessing |
| Might just fly out to Texas and stack it up just like Tetris |
| Spare my heart in these sessions, I let her go learn my lesson |
| And know we all 'bout the bankroll |
| But got a car for every color of the rainbow |
| Fuck all that going back and forth with a dirty bitch |
| I shoot that hoe with the .44 I’m ridin' dirty with (ya dig it now?) |
| Countin' money blowin' weed in the back (in the back) |
| Hundred K, two or three in the sack (in the sack) |
| And all we know is double up and stay fly (stay fly) |
| And run that check up, be a hustler till I die (till I die) |
| Okay now bank, bank, R-O-Double L, only thing a young nigga stack |
| Niggas ain’t tryna get racks, they rather sit on their ass, nigga what the fuck |
| is that |
| Nigga that’s some car cold that’s on the hill, side note I want a mill |
| Pea coat dressed to kill, introduce you to the real |
| Remember them nights I was dead ass broke, while I still had a milly on my mind |
| Still had dreams I would get it, still had dreams I would win I ain’t waste no |
| time |
| This that trap music, urban legend |
| Bitch I’m a urban legend, carry 'round a Smith N Wesson |
| Case a nigga wanna test me |
| Fuck it man, fuck it man, motivate all my niggas, I’ma stack this shit up with |
| my team |
| Went from rag to riches now I keep them bankrolls in my jeans (payroll) |
| Drag racin' on Peachtree, that’s some shit that you’ve never seen |
| Now I’m here with the king |
| And know we all 'bout the bankroll |
| But got a car for every color of the rainbow |
| Fuck all that going back and forth with a dirty bitch |
| I shoot that hoe with the .44 I’m ridin' dirty with (ya dig it now?) |
| Countin' money blowin' weed in the back (in the back) |
| Hundred K, two or three in the sack (in the sack) |
| And all we know is double up and stay fly |
| And run that check up, be a hustler till I die, till I die, till I die |
| Hold up, what it look like |
| I got your girl with a girl like a bulldagger |
| Going hard, on an all-nighter |
| And then I give it back to ya nigga I don’t like her |
| Did shit easy or 1−2-3, 911 in emergency |
| If I swerve this Lac and and spill this Yac |
| Keep my lane young bitch, the car 'bout that, ho check it |
| Looking for some trouble well your ass gonna get it |
| Never hesitate and share a time my peasant |
| Pussy nigga ever did respect my presence |
| Fully automatic let you have these pellets |
| Pellets, pellets, pellets, pellets, pew your bed gone nigga |
| We’re puttin' on nigga, got long scrilla |
| Got a bad bitch with no thong with em |
| And she walkin' out like King Kong hit her |
| So good made her run it back |
| Yo, she said she gave it all to the wrong nigga, he made a mill I made a double |
| that |
| The nigga had her eating double stacks |
| I fill her pockets full with double stack |
| She doing right, get another rack |
| Crib with a hella pad, full of fine bitches hella bad |
| Run out of cash, nigga, never that |
| Accept |
| And know we all 'bout the bankroll |
| But got a car for every color of the rainbow |
| Fuck all that going back and forth with a dirty bitch |
| I shoot that hoe with the .44 I’m ridin' dirty with (ya dig it now?) |
| Countin' money blowin' weed in the back (in the back) |
| Hundred K, two or three in the sack (in the sack) |
| And all we know is double up and stay fly (stay fly) |
| And run that check up, be a hustler till I die, till i die, till i die |