Die Here/G.I. John/That Time - John Hall & Cam Raleigh: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

John Hall & Cam Raleigh

Die Here/G.I. John/That Time

Hip-Hop/Rap

Die Here/G.I. John/That Time was released on May 24, 2026 by Insomnia Recordings LLC as a part of the album HEY BABY

Song Details

Release DateMay 24, 2026

LabelInsomnia Recordings LLC

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM70

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

John Mark Hall

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

John Mark Hall

Songwriter

Camden Raleigh

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

John Mark Hall

Co-Producer

Camden Raleigh

Producer

Lyrics

I've gotta get outta here

Packing up my shit, I cannot stay another night here

I don't wanna die here

Get so tired o' these people I've been seeing in my side rear

Walk 'round zombified, yeah

Swear they all too high, yeah

Runnin' around my dreams, don't think I'll make it out alive yeah

Questing for a Tribe, dog these bitches like I'm Fife, yeah

Don't wanna die while I'm young, pray to Allah I survive, yeah

Even though I don't believe no more, I still look to the sky, yeah

I was born in a world that's so hectic

I cannot sleep, every night I am restless

People still killing people, shit is wreckless

You cannot judge my IQ with a test bitch

Switch the curriculum up, show what's next bitch

Building an empire like I'm playing Tetris

Got so pissed off when my sis moved to Texas, soon ima buy us each a new Lexus

My dog forgot the addy, so, I told him, look it up, yuh

He been beggin' me for addies, so, I told him, Gotta chill out bruh

Actin' all snapped out, 'til I give him some pack, now, say dawg, you gotta calm down

Then my bitch call me, she gon' cuss me out, recognize the road we're heading down

Push me when I wanna stop, tempt me with your body, babe

Drag me right up to her loft, I can never speak on what we did

Only ever tried to build you up, I promised I would be your rock

Why you always make this shit so rough? Girl, you know what the fuck I'm on

I've gotta get outta here

Packing up my shit, I cannot stay another night here

I don't wanna die here

Get so tired o' these people I've been seeing in my side rear

Walk 'round zombified, yeah

Swear they all too high, yeah

Used to pay the bills when my dad didn't have it

Some days we wouldn't eat, no. We were down bad, yeah

Took a lot of fronts and you know that I trapped it

How the fuck am I here? Know: this shit's like magic

I just hit the hoe on the repeat, chillin' on her

Tap her on the low, said she need me, I don't want her

Pull up to my crib, go beep beep, whatchu want, huh?

Swear to God these hoes ain't shit, they don't see my worth

I've been working overnights tryna get my paper

I just booked another flight, land in LA at fiveam

I've been so lost, it's hard doing this shit on my own

Living out of my whip and the stu, got no home

I'm just self educating, mentally meditating, I've been taking my time just so that all y'all know

She gon' rub her coochie on my shoulder, while I sit and write her a song

Sit in my head, I don't wanna waste time pondering my thoughts

She walk down the stairs, mad I don't wanna fuck: ima be up working all night long

Girl, I think it's more than us, hard for me to tell if I'm wrong

I've gotta get outta here

Packing up my shit, I cannot stay another night here

I don't wanna die here

Get so tired o' these people I've been seeing in my side rear

Walk 'round zombified, yeah

Swear they all too high, yeah

I just hopped in a Lambo with my dawgs, shit got that candy paint

I pull up, watch me change to G.I. John

You got my ass lookin' like Jada

Girl I don't know where the fuck you been, I don't wanna fight again

Lately I been doing good, got my money on 10

When these bitches wanna cap, I don't understand a thing

Give me crushed up"do you feel fucked up?"

All the fire I took, aim your missiles at me

Reignite our damp and dried love, oh, you so spiteful

Lost for what to do, I can't take this bitch away

I'm anxious, my knees start to shake

But I can't stay in one place

I just hopped in a Lambo with my dawgs, shit got that candy paint

I pull up, watch me change to G.I. John

You got my ass lookin' like Jada

Compare me, bitch? I'm Jordan and you're lebron

I've been ballin' like everyone's favorite

Just keep your hands off all the mill's I've been making

I swear to god, lately, I'm feeling too jaded

Never let go, girl, I'm tryna interface

Wanna sleep alone, said you need your inner space

Better stay ahead, don't wanna get stuck in last place

Girl, I wish we'd erase and find your inner peace

I got two phones, cause I got two bitches

We got new rules, I don't do dishes

I'm in new hoes, I need new bitches

I want new hoes, I need new, I need new

I need new hoes, I need new bitches

I need new hoes, they don't wanna do dishes

Yeah, I need new hoes, I need new bitches

Said, I need new hoes, I need new, I need new new

I know that she said she wanna come fuck with a cracker like me

These bitches make me tired, that's why I get highed up every night, I can't cope

Well, all these hoes entitled, holding they titles, they don't measure up to me

Send me a bum ass text, I don't read that shit

Tryna call me back, got a God Complex

You don't know what's next? Finna go out west

Bouta cut you off: alleviate my stress

Pull the strap up out the ceiling, keep it in my bed

Come into my crib and you'll end up dead

I've been stacking up, I got wonder bread

Runnin' up my safe, and she call the feds

Pull the strap up out the ceiling, keep it in my bed

Try and touch my shit, and you'll end up dead

What the fuck? I've been stuck, all this shit's so maddening

I'll go away, just count my days, tell nobody what is happening

Now I don't want no artificial love, swear your shit is plastic

Girl, I can tell that you were lying just by your reaction

Now, I'm flying around the world, I'm taking off

It's perfect timing, been waiting long: I'm putting all my day ones on

Give 'em what the fuck they all been waiting for

I try to mitigate these fights, her arguments are baseless

She's so selfish and uptight not even TD Jakes could Save her

I've been cruising through my city with a glick on my side, tell me, where do you hide?

Don't know why you gotta cap, rather you not say a thing

Better kiss my ring, hoe, you know I'm the king

Party like it's Ramadan: ima blow this bitch up

What is in your cup? Why she pour a fiveth up?

Now, she tryna turn me on, put my dick in her mouth

How'd I get caught up? Hoes wildin

Fuck every bitch I see from Riverdale to Decatur

I wonder where she sleeps, I really wish that we could lay up

Girl, you treat me like a dog: way I'm chasing 'round my tail

I don't know why I get involved, got me hanging on a prayer

Girl, what's up?

I've been mixing, I've been pouring up the stuff

All this kush and alcohol fuck me up

I bounce my head right off the wall, where you at?

Girl, you think that you can fuck with me: you can't

Post a new pic of her ass today

Fucked a bitch looked like Addison Rae

Ima stick it in her mouth like Castaway

Suck like Amber Heard, give me stupid brain

Here's a season's pass to J-all's Place

Call me Captain Jack, better watch my aim

I see you're pining for notoriety and fame

Can't look at you the same, bitch you know you's a lame (what the fuck is this)

We been

Running

Out of

Pack

She smoked

All the

Woods I

Had

VIP section, it cost 20 bands, though

Government clearance, I go where you can't go

Spend at the club when I'm late on my rent, though

One day I'll buy me a house from my pen, though

Water my wrist

Aye, yuh

I took your bitch

Aye, yuh

No, it don't mean shit

Aye, yuh

Ima make her cum quick

Aye, yuh

I don't wanna talk, I just wanna fuck

I ain't tryna make her come fall in love

I ain't tryna implant her with my child

Swear it's too much money, I need too much money (whoo, shoo)

Fuck this little dividends, I need mine Supersized, now

She fucked up my investments, tell my why baby

I

I cannot decipher the words she's saying

Oh, I

Been fuckin' so many bitches like Damon Wayans

Written by: Camden Raleigh, John Mark Hall

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