A coward dies a thousand deaths, a soldier dies but once. Bitches is bad mouth, cause ballin' motherfuckers is bold. The game should be sold, them sick and psychotic societies, somebody save me. Addicted to drama so even mama couldn't raise me. Even the preacher and all my teachers couldn't reach me. I run in the streets and buffing weed with my peeps. I'm ducking the cops, I hit the weed as I'm clutching my Glock. Niggas is hot when I hit the block. What if I die tonight? What if I die tonight? What if I die tonight? What if I die tonight? What if I die tonight? What if I die tonight? What if I die tonight? What if I die tonight? What if I die tonight? Polish your pistols, prepare for battle, pass the puck. When I get to popping, niggas is dropping, then they done. Calling the coroner, come collect the * corpse, he got it by a killer. Pre-occupy while being balled. Revenge is the method, we're never stepping, keep a weapon close. Adversaries are overdose over deadly notes. Jealous niggas and broke bitches equal back jails. Hit the block and fill your pockets making crack sales. Picture perfection, pursuing paper with a passion. Visions of prison for all the pussies that I blasted. Running with criminals, individuals with no remorse. Try to stop me, my pistol classy using deadly force. In my brain, all I can think about is fame. The police know my name, a different game, ain't a thing changed. I'm seeing cemetery photos of my peers. Conversating like they still here. If I die tonight. What if I die tonight? If I die tonight. If I die tonight. Scared to die, nigga. Is ya? If I die tonight. Careful, see ya. If I die tonight. Pussy and paper is poetry, power and pistols. Plotting or murdering motherfuckers before they get you. Creatures of heaven, 357s to the sky. And I hope I'm forgiven for thug living when I die. I wonder if heaven got a ghetto for thug niggas. A stress-free life and a spot for drug dealers. Pissing while practicing how to pimp and be a player. Overdose of a dick while drinking liquor when I lay a pistol. Whipping these simps for being petrified and lame. Disrespecting the game, praying for punishment and pain. Going insane, never die, I live eternal. Who shall I fear? Don't shed a tear for me, nigga. I ain't happy here. I hope they bury me and send me to my rest. Airlines reading murder to death. My last breath. Motherfuckers last stand. Motherfuckers don't understand if I die tonight. Nigga, if I die tonight. No fear, nigga. Never worry. If I die tonight. Rubbing me a motherfucking G. Clothes, casket, * belt. If I die tonight. You know. If I die tonight. Murder, murder, murder. Murder, murder, murder. Murder, murder, murder. Murder, murder, murder. Murder, murder, murder. Murder, murder, murder. Night to night. I'll give this *. Murder, murder, murder. Murder, murder, murder. Murder, murder, murder. Murder. Murder. Murder. Murder.