Dying To Live Lyrics

(Frost, you the boss ya dig)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Lani Worrld)

And I ain't never had no heart for no lame bitch

Everybody actin' iffy so I stay distant

Don't compare me to them niggas who be gang switching

Always stickin' by the niggas who I came with

Beast mood

Gotta keep my circle small like a peephole

Life ain't easy, but, I live it like a free throw

A lot of bumps I went through on this steep road

Fuck love and get dough that's the cheat code

And we gon' rock out with them racks out

Run it up like we fuckin' track stars

Keep my head up flexin' bad scars (Bad scars)

Bad scars, yeah

Don't miss the old me, 'cause that's the broke me

You was playing games when I really was a trophy

Now I'm straight chillin', kicking back, hella cosy

I've been counting twenty bills, keep that paper if you owe me

Don't wanna be around even though it's lonely

Hide behind a mask, I feel like Mick Foley

Loud through the speakers, but, I still live low key

This the type of shit that kill my haters slowly, woah

Feelin' hot like I got a heat stroke

Dog shit, yeah, I carry heavy loads

Drip on my body like I got a rain coat, on me

But I don't got a mill so you know I can't chill

This world keep the fake, but assassinate the real

Cold heart, 'cause I'm givin' more then what I get

We just living just to die, but, I'm dying just to live

Life is like a roller coaster waiting for the end

Love full a scars that I cannot seem to heal

But my niggas solid, I don't really need no friends

'Cause that jealous and that envy is the reason that they kill

I'm singing to the sky like woah, woah

Can't let a bitch nigga take my soul

These hoes basic, so I play my role

It's Lani Worrld welcome to my show

These niggas foreign to the guap like pesos

I see the fake, but love never shows

I'm getting paper, but I'll never fold

I feel the evil everywhere I go, yeah

That's why I never had no heart for no lame bitch

Everybody actin' iffy so I stay distant

Don't compare me to them niggas who be gang switching

Standing out on the crowd 'cause I stay different

Beast mood

Gotta keep my circle small like a peephole

Life ain't easy, but I live it like a free throw

A lot of bumps I went through on this steep road

Fuck love is get dough, that's the cheat code

And we gon' rock out with them racks out

Run it up like we fuckin' track stars

Keep my head up flexin' bad scars (Bad scars)

Bad scars, yeah