I Dont Die

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[Intro: Joyner Lucas]
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Joyner, Joyner, Joyner, Joyner, 
Joyner
Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo!

[Pre-Chorus: Joyner Lucas]
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Mind your motherfuckin' bid'ness, 
ain't nothin' you gotta see
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How you all up in my shit when you 
got more problems than me?
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Yeah, I'm cool but you don't wanna 
see that other side of me
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And my niggas mobbin' deep, hoe, I'm
 a fuckin' prodigy
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I know, I know that you been envy, 
bitch, it ain't that hard to see
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Don't you dare go fix your mouth to 
tell me that you proud of me
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Ain't no choice to me but loyalty 
still means a lot to me
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Some niggas'll gon' chop my arm 
right off and still reach out to me
I know you probably want that

[Chorus: Chris Brown, Joyner Lucas &
 Both]
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You want that ambulance to pick me 
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up and take me on that ride, yeah
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They don't revive a nigga and bring 
me back to life
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And you shot me down, shot me down,
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 shot me down, shot me down
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Shot me down, that's all right 
(buck, buck) I don't die

[Verse 1: Joyner Lucas]
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B-b-bad to the bone
Everybody wanna be so motherfuckin' 
bad 'til they ass be alone
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Now you back in the cold
And I'm laughin' at every single fag
 who didn't want me on half of they 
songs
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It was that from the go, just a 
bunch of little spoiled fuckin' 
bastards;
every single one would laugh at my 
joke
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Nigga, pass the Patrón
I think I'ma go and drink until I 
pass out and then fall in the back 
of the Rov'
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Ménage on my mind (ayy) I've been on
 my grind (woo)
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Been through so much, sometimes 
think that God ain't on my side 
(yeah)
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I cut all my friends off then say, 
"y'all ain't on my vibe"
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And it's so much more to life than 
drinkin', party all the time, woah
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This gon' last a lifetime (lifetime)
 no more Mister Nice Guy (Nice Guy)
Continues after the ad
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I text Jaden Smith and told that 
nigga he a icon (icon)
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Don't get shit fucked up just 'cause
 I ain't got no ice on
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Don't mean I am not Sub-Zero, I 
should freeze you hoes at night time
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I'm like, where the hell you been 
at? I've been doin' this
Since I was a kid and my grandma 
used to ask me where my head at
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Always in trouble, 'cause I was 
never learnin' nothin'
Except how to muscle my way into the
 game with no setbacks
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And all that been sleepin' on me, 
fuck it, where the bed at?
'Cause I've been strugglin', tryna 
be on top but them other niggas
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Blind for me, but fuck it, it really
 doesn't mean nothin'
If their music ain't really cuttin' 
it they get hit with the galick gun
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One day y'all gon see me (see me), I
 make shy look freaky (freaky)
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I make dry look greasy (woo), I make
 hard look easy (easy)
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I remember way back when my momma 
took my TV, hoe
Now I'm all on TV, hoe (woo)

[Pre-Chorus: Joyner Lucas]
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Mind yo motherfuckin' bid'ness, 
ain't nothin' you gotta see
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How you all up in my shit when you 
got more problems than me?
                              Ebm
Yeah, I'm cool but you don't wanna 
see that other side of me
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I don't want to hear no sorrys, 
bitch, fuck your apology
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I know, I know that you been envy, 
damn, it ain't that hard to see
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I don't wanna get to know you, no 
please, don't say hi to me
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Ain't no choice to me but loyalty 
still means a lot to me
                            Ebm
Some niggas'll gon' chop my arm 
right off and still reach out to me
I know you probably want that

[Chorus: Chris Brown, Joyner Lucas &
 Both]
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You want that ambulance to pick me 
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up and take me on that ride, yeah
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They don't revive a nigga and bring 
me back to life
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And you shot me down, shot me down,
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 shot me down, shot me down
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Shot me down, that's all right 
(buck, buck) I don't die

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
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That's why a nigga ride 'round with 
a weapon
Better that than me lyin' on a 
stretcher
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Gunshot (pow, pow, pow!)
Applyin' all the pressure
Potato on the chopper
Shootin' through the pillow, blood 
on the feathers
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Rollin' dice with ya life, all I do 
is roll 7s (woo)
Eagle on my lap when I walk with the
 devil
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Hit a bitch from the back like I 
don't know better
N.C.
Man, I swear to God you better talk 
to the reverend
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Yeah I'm on a weed high, dehydrated
Her booty fuckin' skin-tight, Levi 
made it (yeah, yeah)
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Yee-haw, yee-haw, put her in a 
stable
Keep my cards in my pocket, never 
put 'em on the table (woo)
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Leave her bra on the floor, put my 
dick up on her naval
Do what I say, don't give me no 
ultimatum
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Ride around or die, get your life 
taken
Shit, already went half on a baby 
(buck, buck, buck, buck)
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All these broke bitch ass niggas
Tryna tell a real nigga how to 
really fuckin' get a bag (woo)
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How you fuckin' 25 with your first 
car?
I got 10, that's why them niggas mad
 (hey)
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Why you wanna hate on progress? 
(Woo)
Why you wanna keep me in the 
projects? (Jheeze)
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Nigga, why you wanna eat off my 
check? (Hey)
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That's some weird ass shit, you 
suspect (hey)
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That's a weird ass bitch, don't 
trust that (woo)
Shut the hell up, a nigga ain't done
 yet (hey)
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All these shots, are you niggas 
havin' fun yet? (Buck, buck)
I'ma do it by the book so run that 
(hey)
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Take ya bitch, then I ride into 
sunset (hey)
Layin' on the Westside, hit Sunset 
(hey)
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Backwoods, you can find me where the
 skunk at (hey)
Bullet with ya name on it, if you 
want that

[Chorus: Chris Brown, Joyner Lucas &
 Both]
                 Ebm               
You want that ambulance to pick me 
       Ebm/C
up and take me on that ride, yeah
Ebm/Bb
They don't revive a nigga and bring 
me back to life
        Ebm/Ab                     
And you shot me down, shot me down,
 Ebm/C
 shot me down, shot me down
Ebm/Bb
Shot me down, that's all right 
(buck, buck) I don't die