Dying Slow ColdHeartedSavage (Ft. Lil Kee)

[Pre-Chorus: Lil Kee]
Bam gone, I’m thinking ’bout it, got my mind blown
I hope my son gon’ lift me up until I’m dying slow

[Chorus: ColdHeartedSavage & Lil Kee]
I be strapped up with my blicky, don’t nobody know
Know my killa got my back, and that’s upon my soul
I don’t need you by my side, I put trust in my pole
Me and brodie [?], we was trading clothes
Nigga don’t know what I’m on
Brodie know I’m riding
Is you right or you fucking wrong
Since you think you gangster nigga
Take one to the fucking dome
If you play I get ’em gone

[Verse 1: ColdHeartedSavage & Lil Kee]
Niggas hate my money long
Pull up on the opp block
Pull up in a hoppa
Hop out, opp drop
Hop out opp drop, I can get to pop up
I can’t show no love to the hoe ’cause she a thot thot
Get that boy and bop bop
Fuckin' up his top now
Watch how Lil Kee he drop some
30 rounds up in this blick
I better not catch an opp out
Niggas steady talkin’ shit
I catch ’em bet they cap out