Live Casanova (Ft. Giggs)

[Chorus: Casanova]
I'ont wanna die broke
I'ont wanna die rich
Shit I'ont want no side bitch
I'ont want no fly shit
I'ont want drive shit
I'ont want no big crib
I'm just tryna live
Yeah, I'm just tryna live
I'm just tryna live
Yeah, I'm just tryna live

[Verse 1: Casanova]
All that other shit, you can have that
Man I'm past that
Had a Audi R8, but a nigga crashed that
I ain't wanna be the kid, that the kids laughed at
So i started runnin' the streets, but this my last lap
Cops wan' frisk me, homies wan' diss me
You sendin' shots, hope they miss me, R.I.P. Nipsey
I think my baby mom tryna turn my child against me
So I mix the D'usse with the juice, til it's empty
Sittin' in the can, gettin' richer was the plan
Now it's different cause the fam think I'm richer than I am
It was God's plan that I stand out
Even Suge had it all... (Then it ran out)