Gotta Die Soon Brotha Lynch Hung

[Brotha Lynch Hung]
Well fuck you too
Shit I know I gotta die soon anyway
Fuckin wit me I have you bustin niggas any day
Duckin the heat
Yeah that's how i gotta be
With a murder on my shoulders
Now I'm a straight O.G

I know I gotta die soon anyway
Fuckin wit me I have you bustin niggas any day
Duckin the heat
Yeah that's how I gotta be
With a murder on my shoulders
Now I'm a straight O.G

I couldn't trust a nigga in my family
So how the fuck you think I could trust you
You don't understand me
I got problems too, my mama just died
And I can't stop drinkin on O.E
And I'm predicting my death
My guts is bleeding, I can feel it in me
I don't want no body at my funeral
So fuck you fake ass bitches
Cause all you wanted was my riches
I wasn't even rich
I made you think that
I was with a fucked up record company
But now I'm right back
Its all siccmade music though, that's how Paul made it
So fuck blackmarket
But shouts to X- raided
Nigga we go way back
Fate will keep us apart
I don't give a fuck what them niggas are telling you
Nigga, you in my heart
And I hope I'm in yours
But if I'm not, Damn
Just another relationship in the frying pan
I gotta
Expand the plans seperate from the haters
But if you ever in my town hit me up when you touch down
So many niggas been waitin to drop
Half of em talkin dirty about your rip gut up partna
Funk startin up for nothin, no lovin
Shit, the heat is in the oven
If you ready to cook somethin don't make me have to hook somethin
For mean muggin
Cause niggas flip quicker than bombs at you
You on me one minute and the next they flipping hate in their sentences
But that ain't gonna get you no scratchola
Because the worlds cold like the polar
You can get your bullet proof coat or you can get tore up