Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song When I Die, artist - Stitches. Date of issue: 04.05.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
When I Die |
| Depression hurts |
| I don’t know what can help |
| You lose your mind and start talking to yourself |
| Waiting on a record to blow |
| Just so you could take care of your family |
| And stop selling the dope |
| Yeah, it ain’t no secret |
| My mind’s fucked up |
| So to ease up the pain I get fucked up |
| Problem after problem |
| How do I slove em'? |
| Suicidal thoughts |
| I’m talking to my revolver |
| I don’t really know who the fuck to trust |
| I shed so many tears but Imma gangsta bruh |
| I got a wife and she the love of my life |
| I’m on the tour and she’s alone at night |
| Temptation every city that I go to |
| Which one of these girls am I bout to go through |
| Make the right decision Stitches |
| Don’t do it |
| We all got problems and we all go through it |
| Only time I forget is when I make music |
| After the studio it’s right back to it |
| Driving my foreign under the influence yeah |
| Yeah, we all go trough it |
| Pain, struggle, just hustle |
| And don’t stop |
| When I pray to God I look up to the top |
| Cause when I die I’ll be a memory |
| When I die will you remeber me? |
| Keeps going on one person dies |
| One comes along and on and on |
| I contemplated suicide |
| I was losing my mind even thinking bout homicide |
| Holding my anger |
| Gun in my hand I’m about to cause danger |
| I fed on my life just living on a island |
| And my three children and my wife just smiling |
| As a father I don’t ever wanna fail |
| And have my children visit me up in a cell |
| Am I going to heaven or am I going down to hell |
| All the answers to my questions only time can tell |
| Take the pain away |
| When I pop a pill |
| Trust issues and my pride keep me from signing a deal |
| Cause if I fucked up over somebody getting killed |
| So when you see me when you look at my eyes |
| Just know your in the presence of somebody who is real |
| Matter of fact fuck you and fuck your record deal |
| Pain, struggle, just hustle |
| And don’t stop |
| When I pray to God I look up to the top |
| Cause when I die I’ll be a memory |
| When I die will you remeber me? |
| Keeps going on one person dies |
| One comes along and on and on |