Rivals (feat. Toosii)

Know what I'm sayin'? They say the good die young I'm still here What that mean? Left her in the past, let bygones be bygones Where I'm from, we don't buy diamonds, we go buy guns Death to all to my rivals I changed my life, I'm Muslim, I am a disciple I ride with kufis, they be totin' on a rifle When I'm off the Wockhardt, I don't know where my mind go Time been slow, I had to ice out the dial The racks don't fit, I had to cop Amiri cargos, Amiri cargos Came a long way from dumpin' checks in Wells Fargo If it don't clear by today, then tomorrow We ain't have cars to slide on opps, we clapped the Tahoe You really went and broke my heart, I hope you die, ho I should go and fuck your best friend to get even I be switchin' out foreigns just like the seasons I be switchin' out Monclers, I'm anemic I be ballin' like Jordan, but my rings VV Left her in the past, let bygones be bygones Where I'm from, we don't buy diamonds, we go buy guns Death to all to my rivals I changed my life, I'm Muslim, I am a disciple I ride with kufis, they be totin' on a rifle When I'm off the Wockhardt, I don't know where my mind go Time been slow, I had to ice out the dial The racks don't fit, I had to cop Amiri cargos Yeah, the racks don't fit, I had to cop Amiri cargos Two-seater but the blick in the passenger where my heart goes 'Cause it don't take shit for me to go on demon time 'Cause we gon' stretch him, gon' bless him, see if really he divine I done been shot at too many times So when I ride, we put the heat in the back Skinny jeans, white G-Fazos, got the heat on his lap Let the drummer fly And the opps gon' see more shells than Taco Tuesday They know I'm 2x, I'll turn this shit to doomsday Five rooms in the crib, ain't got no roommates If I ain't live the life I live I wouldn't have dead homies, now it's too late That lil' nigga coughing, we ain't have no sugar for the Kool-Aid I'm rich, sorry that you played, put noodles over souffle No Fettucine, he in the mix, so he an imposter Jamaican, I don't know Patois, but I got love for my rastas You still been seeing the doctor, I'm tryna kill all the oppers Fuck bygones, I'm tryna buy guns Left her in the past, let bygones be bygones Where I'm from, we don't buy diamonds, we go buy guns Death to all to my rivals I changed my life, I'm Muslim, I am a disciple I ride with kufis, they be totin' on a rifle When I'm off the Wockhardt, I don't know where my mind go Time been slow, I had to ice out the dial The racks don't fit, I had to cop Amiri cargos, Amiri cargos Say the good die young, uh Die young Die young, oh-oh (The racks don't fit, I had to cop Amiri cargos), he was so young (Two-seater but the blick in the passenger where my heart goes) Island, island ('Cause we gon' stretch him Gon' bless him, see if really he divine), oh