Well, hey, I guess it's my turn When I come around, it better learn
Put milk into the ashes, then I drink it out the urn
Live fast, die young, till I crash and I burn
To do it better make me, your hands is looking shaky
It's sweeter than a pastry, look, better face your fear
You can't outpace me when you looking so shaky
Back up for your own safety, look, better wipe your tears
HKG 36 to the rim
Should I cop the Glock or should I cop the newer Sig?
Should I buy a quarter, should I buy a big?
Tours off the cheek down the street where I live
Only white gold, I don't care
I don't like yellow piss
Why yo, and then they get it dismissed
Last boy tried to do a hit and he missed
Shot him in the mouth and now he talk just like this
Life's short, death's long, so whatever
Life's short, death's long, so whatever
Life's short, death's long, so whatever
Life's short, death's long, so whatever
It's a dog, boy, need a new chew toy
Make him swallow cheap and now he look like Andy Roy
We was eating steak while you was eating toy
The dog don't acknowledge
I don't like yellow piss
Give me some of your little puppy boys
It goes
Back to the grave like the SB French
Pull up on your team and I put him in a bitch
Back to L.I. and we dig a f***ing trench
Life's short, death's long, so whatever
Life's short, death's long, so whatever
Life's short, death's long, so whatever
Life's short, death's long, so whatever
Life's short, death's long, so whatever
Life's short, death's long, so whatever
Life's short, death's long, so whatever
Life's short, death's long, so whatever