If I Die Young

If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song

If I die young, i wanna be heard
Only thing to ever dye, is my hair not my words
That i record and i play, from Brooklyn down to LA
Gotta make it big boi but you still an outcast like andre like 3k
When im throwing up the diamond for this singing and this rhyming
Yeah its only at the top, yet its crowded at the bottom
And im somewhere in the middle, still tryna find my peace
They dont hear when you alive but they listen when you deceased
If I die young Ill be very surprised
Cause legends just dont die
They all are buried alive, in our minds
Cause we listen to their music everyday
From that Biggie to that Pac From that elvis Micheal J
Up in california with my hand in the cement
Some do it out love, some do it off the strengh
See i am no one special, just a human with a gift
So when im dead and gone, dont get i told you this

If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song

If i die young, just know i had a good run
I mean come on i Rap I act I sung and everything in between i mean
It would be a dream if the kids dressed up as me for halloween
Atleast if not me then my team....i mean
My relatives called me up and i cant even relate
I asked them for a favor, they dictate what they can make
See they slept until my death, until they all at an awake
See something just dont equate for goodness sake (Oh wait 2x)
Oh wait i dont know what to make of it, treasure me like im sacred
I could never be number two, (why2x) cause i dont take no shit
Nobodies the greatest if everyone got a favorite
Not everyone will last, not anyone could make a hit
See every chick is a model and everyones photo snapping
Every brother is trapping and everyones brother is rapping
And that should be a caption, where the hell do i belong
Gimme my flowers when im alive cause i cant smell'em when im gone

A penny for my thoughts, oh no, I'll sell 'em for a dollar
They're worth so much more after I'm a goner
And maybe then you'll hear the words I've been singing
Funny, when you're dead how people start listening

Should be cherished till i perish or i am not around
Tell me homies to blow it down
Tell my mama ill be fine
Tell my dad ill haunt his ass, until the end of time. If im chilling on a cloud and i see my mama crying
Its depressing, reading in the press and in the media
Who rip you to streads and pick you up
Leave you for dead and give you up
Either way im truely blessed, especially if you knew me best
You knew that death is the only time that you can truely rest
Goodnight