live fast die young nappy 01'
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Ayy, ayy
Mhmmm, mhmm
[Chorus]
It ain't ain't hard to tell that they don't know what they want
I ain't tryna play it smooth, I don't really give a fuck
I had to learn to live fast, cause I'll die young (die young)
I had to learn to live fast cause I'll die young (die young)
Wanna be in talk? I'm not even tryna come
I ain't ever trust a bitch who didn't make me let go
I can't even trust a nigga who ain't got no income
I've been hurt too many times so right now I just feel numb (feel numb)
[Verse 1]
You ain't really mean that shit you said
You ain't really mean that shit you said
For them petty crimes if I get caught I'm going fast
Used to care about her leaving, now it's go ahead
I turn selfish on these bitches, I know they depend
[?] got the gang some bread
And I know I ain't pussy, I press him and his man's
Ima roll this wood up and then we break some bread
[Verse 2]
Sixteen bands on me, don't know what I want, yeah
No hoes on me, I was focused on the check
Three phones on me, and I shouldn't say the rest
[?] when I wasn't ready to catch (oh oh)
Mhmmm, mhmm
[Chorus]
It ain't ain't hard to tell that they don't know what they want
I ain't tryna play it smooth, I don't really give a fuck
I had to learn to live fast, cause I'll die young (die young)
I had to learn to live fast cause I'll die young (die young)
Wanna be in talk? I'm not even tryna come
I ain't ever trust a bitch who didn't make me let go
I can't even trust a nigga who ain't got no income
I've been hurt too many times so right now I just feel numb (feel numb)
[Verse 1]
You ain't really mean that shit you said
You ain't really mean that shit you said
For them petty crimes if I get caught I'm going fast
Used to care about her leaving, now it's go ahead
I turn selfish on these bitches, I know they depend
[?] got the gang some bread
And I know I ain't pussy, I press him and his man's
Ima roll this wood up and then we break some bread
[Verse 2]
Sixteen bands on me, don't know what I want, yeah
No hoes on me, I was focused on the check
Three phones on me, and I shouldn't say the rest
[?] when I wasn't ready to catch (oh oh)
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