[Chorus: Meet Sims]
If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
[Post-Chorus: French Montana]
If I die, just look into the sky
I ain’t even gon’ lie, tell my niggas don’t cry bout nothing
Oh, Montana
If there’s something on my mind, I was busy tryna find
I was drunk getting high with my guys didn't care 'bout nothing
Whoa
[Verse 1: French Montana]
Ever since the first hit me up, I wasn't supposed to live
Still on the block getting money where I’m supposed to live
Want to see my casket shine on mama’s front row
Tears in her eyes, heart bleeding, the boy have to go
I can see Puff telling Ross, Yela was a legend
I can see my baby mama mad at every freshman
And I’d be mad
Turning up for my nigga till they put me in the casket
If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
[Post-Chorus: French Montana]
If I die, just look into the sky
I ain’t even gon’ lie, tell my niggas don’t cry bout nothing
Oh, Montana
If there’s something on my mind, I was busy tryna find
I was drunk getting high with my guys didn't care 'bout nothing
Whoa
[Verse 1: French Montana]
Ever since the first hit me up, I wasn't supposed to live
Still on the block getting money where I’m supposed to live
Want to see my casket shine on mama’s front row
Tears in her eyes, heart bleeding, the boy have to go
I can see Puff telling Ross, Yela was a legend
I can see my baby mama mad at every freshman
And I’d be mad
Turning up for my nigga till they put me in the casket
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