[Chorus: wewantwraiths]
Would you die for me? For you, I would give you all I have
This is all I ever I wanted and it's all I had
I'd give up all my cash, to just not see you sad
I got niggas in the grave and there ain't no going back
Tell her, "I miss you", for every little thing we've ever been through
Keep it with you, it don't matter who's against you
There's a lot that's on my mind, not a hundred times I really cried
A thousand days, a thousand nights
[Verse 1: Megz, wewantwraiths, Megz & wewantwraiths]
I thousand tries, a thousand glides
Niggas hate me, but still gave me thousand likes (Ha-ha-ha)
I love this life, I'm in your hood, no whip, just a mountain bike
We gon' keep on pushing
It's mad 'cause this Richard just keep on lookin'
In the kitchen with the brizzy, I just keep on cookin'
We keep on juggin'
I'm forever chasin' dreams 'cause I don't sleep on nuttin'
In the space of last year, I lost five YGs
But none of them dead, they in HMP
And I just threw out my letter, just so they can see
Man these bullets gettin' old, let's have a sweet sixteen
But they can't though, real-life shit, life's hard bro
Peak when you mum sent you shops, but you can't go
'Cause the opps are right there or you ain't got money
And nuttin' ain't funny, but no one really cares bro
Would you die for me? For you, I would give you all I have
This is all I ever I wanted and it's all I had
I'd give up all my cash, to just not see you sad
I got niggas in the grave and there ain't no going back
Tell her, "I miss you", for every little thing we've ever been through
Keep it with you, it don't matter who's against you
There's a lot that's on my mind, not a hundred times I really cried
A thousand days, a thousand nights
[Verse 1: Megz, wewantwraiths, Megz & wewantwraiths]
I thousand tries, a thousand glides
Niggas hate me, but still gave me thousand likes (Ha-ha-ha)
I love this life, I'm in your hood, no whip, just a mountain bike
We gon' keep on pushing
It's mad 'cause this Richard just keep on lookin'
In the kitchen with the brizzy, I just keep on cookin'
We keep on juggin'
I'm forever chasin' dreams 'cause I don't sleep on nuttin'
In the space of last year, I lost five YGs
But none of them dead, they in HMP
And I just threw out my letter, just so they can see
Man these bullets gettin' old, let's have a sweet sixteen
But they can't though, real-life shit, life's hard bro
Peak when you mum sent you shops, but you can't go
'Cause the opps are right there or you ain't got money
And nuttin' ain't funny, but no one really cares bro
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