Die 4 U ft. King Lyrics

A dollar and a dream, a quarter and some nickels

Models tell me I'm cute, like how I keep talking in riddles

And I've been off the boot

People shoot the bullets and the missiles

That's why I keep rapping bout the pistols

And I've been slurring words

Prove the rumors you heard

In the sky with some birds

Try to find a way off earth

Put witchcraft in the verse

Proved it twice and did it first

Tell me what you need and I'ma make it work

So make it clap

Had to invest and made it back

Confessing all your dreams, scars covered by a tats

Long flights back to cities that you left behind

Telling me this shit ain't never gonna work out the second time

No one remembers who gone come in third

Move the nouns and the verbs

Change the place that you see off the words that you heard

Paint the pictures I put in 3D

These kids look up to the one they wanna be me

Yeah, cash coming fast in this fucking Porsche right now

Chad, Chad, all that

Yeah

Late night you taking shots and kissing all of me

I pull you closer as I'm cutting on some Jodeci

Hands on your waist, kiss on your neck, you taking off my tee

You know I'm in the gym so all you wanna do is rub on me

Let's lay back light candles, dim the lights, let's set the mood in

And once we're done might order food right back to round 2 then

Let's hit the biddy, look at that body, I wanna show you off

Open your door, pull out your chair, you with a real boss

I don't bring up past relation, that's the past, plus it's they loss

And if it's the past, then it's the past, so girl let's move forward

I'm driving it fast, took off the roof so she took top off

Got my foot on the gas and switching lanes like it's a hot car

I really get money, pick what you want, plus we can cop more

Don't post me on socials, we be discreet, but she is not yours

She really my baby, but drive me crazy, I still die for her

She really my baby, but drive me crazy, I still die for her

Juice

Cash coming faster then this fucking porsche I'm riding in,

Yeah