(Yeah death before dishonor)

Yeah, huh

Gucci Gabana, I think I want Prada

(I think I want Prada)

Anything she want I swear I'll get it for my mama (I'll get it for my mama)

Uh, hundred thousand dollar fuck it add another comma

I love making money pray that it's gon fix the trauma (Yeah, yeah)

I might die like Osama

That might be my Karma (That might be my karma)

That's just what I get for always grinding for the guala

Real deal stepper bitch I got it from my father

I will die with my pride man it's death before dishonor

I won't lie I won't even lie I can't even lie

Man I'm always in my mind I might die by 25

And ima always hide my feelings I don't wanna make her cry

I'm always smiling in they face I swear that that's a whole disguise

Please don't try to take my money I don't wanna blow now

Making all this music and they streaming I might blow now

His girlfriend love my music I might turn her to my hoe now

Why he tryna fight me swear to god that he a whole clown

Bandana wrapped around my head

I don't want game I want mo money instead

Half angel half demon like my dreads

Ima man ain't no tears that I can shed

Yeah look

All about the money Moving like I'm Donald trump

I can't even smoke no more too many demons in my blunt

Can't walk a mile in my shoes

I swear to God that you can't run

I'm always grinding for my family the job is never done

Cause I want Gucci, Gabana, I think I want Prada (I think I want Prada)

Anything she want I swear I'll get it for my mama (I'll get it for my mama)

Uh, hundred thousand dollar fuck it add another comma

I love making money pray that it's gon fix the trauma (Yeah, yeah)

I might die like Osama

That might be my Karma (That might be my karma)

That's just what I get for always grinding for the guala

Real deal stepper bitch I got it from my father

I will die with my pride man it's death before dishonor