Dying - Frais

Without a sign I could Die

Slip one in the sprite I’m high

Good night Good night

Without a sign I could Die

Slip one in the sprite I’m high

Good night Good night

All this money in the way I can’t trust niggas

By myself when I go I don’t feel them at all

Pray my heart keeps me cold

Guess I’m stuck in my ways

If it’s love let me go

Yes I thought they was fam

But the way that they act

Let me know I was wrong

Freak bitch body sit like a Enzo

Let her slide on my dick Then I get low

Hottest nigga in the city but my Clique Cold

SET shit pray every hater die slow

& I know how far me & the guys go

For the titles over rivals they sights low

With high hopes

They won’t catch me on da sly

Know These niggas pussy

They be shooting with they eyes closed

Top down in my city cuz I had to

These niggas cuffin all the bitches

They I ran through

Yeah I guess the pussy good

I don’t blame niggas

I hope they see the main reason

Why I ain’t niggas

Without a sign I could Die

Slip one in the sprite I’m high

Good night Good night

Without a sign I could Die

Slip one in the sprite I’m high

Good night Good night