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Do Or Die
by Bamis
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It's do or die
I'mma need my money super size
Doors up its a suicide
I get in, I'm dedicated to the grind
My body filled up with smoke
But Imma need another toke
I use it to stay focus
Can't be loafing on the bread
Need to make toasts and
Gotta go my own way
Nothing to prove
But I wanna flood my jewels
But tell me for who
I gotta make it leak
The weather kinda cool
Should I keep my heat?
My head in a hoodie my hands in my pockets
The way that I worship I feel like a prophet
Praising the grind nothing can stop it
Soul and mind been with the profit
A lot of shit to accomplish
Body filled up with the toxins
I'm going up hydraulic
Uh
Line jumping like Kriss Kross
Gotta stuff it in a Zip Lock
Guess I'm stuck in the gridlock
Smoking green at the red light
They smell us they can't see us
I run all the way to the base line
I stack it up for the reup
Juice on the scale
And in my nails
Puffin on *cough* what's in the mail (Smoking that pack)
I came from the bottom you cannot tell
Cause I been high this ain't no phase
Never waiting I go out for the pay
I invest in Nike twice a day
Shoe box pricey, it finds the paper
It's do or die
Imma need my money super size
Doors up its a suicide
I get in, I'm dedicated to the grind
My body filled up with smoke
But Imma need another toke
I use it to stay focus
Can't be loafing on the bread
Need to make toasts and
Gotta go my own way
Nothing to prove
But I wanna flood my jewels
But tell me for who
I gotta make it leak
The weather kinda cool
Should I keep my heat?
It's do or die
I'mma need my money super size
Doors up its a suicide
I get in, I'm dedicated to the grind
My body filled up with smoke
But Imma need another toke
I use it to stay focus
Can't be loafing on the bread
Need to make toasts and
Gotta go my own way
Nothing to prove
But I wanna flood my jewels
But tell me for who
I gotta make it leak
The weather kinda cool
Should I keep my heat?
My head in a hoodie my hands in my pockets
The way that I worship I feel like a prophet
Praising the grind nothing can stop it
Soul and mind been with the profit
A lot of shit to accomplish
Body filled up with the toxins
I'm going up hydraulic
Uh
Line jumping like Kriss Kross
Gotta stuff it in a Zip Lock
Guess I'm stuck in the gridlock
Smoking green at the red light
They smell us they can't see us
I run all the way to the base line
I stack it up for the reup
Juice on the scale
And in my nails
Puffin on *cough* what's in the mail (Smoking that pack)
I came from the bottom you cannot tell
Cause I been high this ain't no phase
Never waiting I go out for the pay
I invest in Nike twice a day
Shoe box pricey, it finds the paper
It's do or die
Imma need my money super size
Doors up its a suicide
I get in, I'm dedicated to the grind
My body filled up with smoke
But Imma need another toke
I use it to stay focus
Can't be loafing on the bread
Need to make toasts and
Gotta go my own way
Nothing to prove
But I wanna flood my jewels
But tell me for who
I gotta make it leak
The weather kinda cool
Should I keep my heat?