Текст песни Dying - Frais

Dying

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