Scotty Cain - Die Tryin'

{intro}
Me and yella droppin' hits we like future and metro
You know how this shit go, nigga
Don't give a fuck how a nigga feel
You know we on go
Ttg yn
{wr?}, bitch
Remember
(?...)
Look

{chorus: scotty cain}
'fore i let you catch me lackin' i'ma keep this bitch on me and i'ma crash if i see you tryna do me some
Nigga, you gonna die tryin'
I'm tryna go get this money
If i gotta come take yo shit just to get rich, that's how i'm livin', gotta get it
I'ma die tryin'
Ain't tryna let nun slide
We come and slide
Last nigga tried, died – homicide
So i guess that nigga died tryin'
(?...) niggas i'm going miles (?...) choppas out
Niggas dyin', mommas cryin'
Boy better nigga die tryin'

{verse 1: scotty cain}
We gon' slide, and slide again, and slidе again, and slide again, until that clip come to an end, 'causе we don't play we bringin' pressure
We was raised around guns and (?...) through the hoods
So i was clutchin' at a young age, like 8 i started steppin'
These niggas cappin' and they (?...)
Until they
{feel that nine?}, until they start (?...) and doing time
Then they wanna change
And then these bitchass niggas be wanna steppin', going rat
When a nigga bring back that pressure (?...) fucking up the gang
Pulling stains for that check
Keep acting like a bitch and watch a nigga come and take yo shit
(?...) mama always told me go and make yo shit
And never be patient and wait around for no bitch
She know who got my best interests and all my (?...), that's my niggas
Can't bring no new niggas around her
When i pull up she know who with me
You try to take us some we pulling triggers
And that's the end of it
Like a beyblade we spin it
Rrah rrah

{chorus: scotty cain}
'fore i let you catch me lackin' i'ma keep this bitch on me and i'ma crash if i see you tryna do me some
Nigga, you gonna die tryin'
I'm tryna go get this money
If i gotta come take yo shit just to get rich, that's how i'm livin', gotta get it
I'ma die tryin'
Ain't tryna let nun slide
We come and slide
Last nigga tried, died – homicide
So i guess that nigga died tryin'
(?...) niggas i'm going miles (?...) choppas out
Niggas dyin', mommas cryin'
Boy better nigga die tryin'

{verse 2: dame cain}
These niggas pussy but acting like they got nine lives
Run up my paper and i'm investing in drive-bys
We killin' nigga then celebrate with a high five
We cookin' beef just like nigga workin' that (?...)
(?...) heaven (?...) my ties
Scoop up (?...) when i come through, yeah i just slide by
No i ain't gon' play, when i come hit you, you gon' die die
That white t-shirt that nigga had on, it turned tie dye
Bitch i clutch guns in my sleep
And ain't no nigga that i be with ever ran from the beef
You ever disrespect my nigga, you gon' die when you speak
It's a big difference between us, 'cause niggas die, and we creep

{chorus: scotty cain}
'fore i let you catch me lackin' i'ma keep this bitch on me and i'ma crash if i see you tryna do me some
Nigga, you gonna die tryin'
I'm tryna go get this money
If i gotta come take yo shit just to get rich, that's how i'm livin', gotta get it
I'ma die tryin'
Ain't tryna let nun slide
We come and slide
Last nigga tried, died – homicide
So i guess that nigga died tryin'
(?...) niggas i'm going miles (?...) choppas out
Niggas dyin', mommas cryin'
Boy better nigga die tryin'