Dying lyrics

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

Verse: 
All this money in the way I can’t trust n*ggas
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 b*tch body sit like a Enzo
Let her slide on my di*k Then I get low
Hottest n*gga in the city but my Clique Cold
SET sh*t 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 n*ggas pus*y
They be shooting with they eyes closed
Top down in my city cuz I had to
These n*ggas cuffin all the b*tches
They I ran through
Yeah I guess the pus*y good
I don’t blame n*ggas
I hope they see the main reason
Why I ain’t n*ggas
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