Released on May 28, 2016

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[Chorus]

If I die before my time, baby girl just give me head

I swear to God, I'll come back

If I die before my time, baby girl just give me head...


[Verse 1]

G-G-G-Good Morning

Miguel got me thinking my girl adorning

If blowing up was the first move, I'm on that hot balloon

Low pressure, high temperature

Wind mind blowing

I'm in studio for long hours, my girl in the beauty saloon

Beautifying my music, mixtape rapiary coming soon

All alone, cause you know what they say, too many cooks spoil the broth

Celebrity rappers try living on shit they can't afford

I'm just cutting my chord according to my cloth

Alls Goood!

Feels like I've been going on for hours

Riska_D_Rollaz D-Powers

Underground maniac on a revolver

D_cider barbaric, chasing my dreams hide and seek game over

Life unsteady, dangles

Mr Director man, shoot right your angles

You've been running in circles

Neckless

Lawyers at the polars

Coldcase

Too serious

Facetious

I'm just young and ambitious

I won't lie life sucks I'm enjoying the head

Country kid, that lit up the city streets

Up all night entertaining

Getting some good bucks

Shout out to the girl Dough

She ain't going out shopping

She sobbing

Heartbroken

Locked up in her bedroom, break-up diet


[Chorus]

If I die before my time, baby girl just give me head

I swear to God, I'll come back

If I die before my time, baby girl just give me head

I swear to God I'll come back


[Verse 2]

She get tough

Fed up, had enough

I thought we was on the same page, same page, different paragraph

Woke up on the wrong side of the bed, piano held me hostage

No one got the message

Public arguing, painting a bad image

Spiders search for us just to put us on the Web Page

She I, in the same picture

Strings attached like a guitar

Heartbroken Melisa

She yelling she loves me but she packing her bags, Goddamnit she forgot her Visa

D•I• D_cider

Reality Stunna

I'm rapping heavens, Manna

Didn't know she were Xhosa, till she call me sanna

Fix me pants, man I do it snappy

Dirty flow, change the game into a clean nappy

This long distance is killing me

Has anybody heard anything from Brandy

Joy won't wipe her tears, how ironic, she yelling she's so happy

Open up curtains to the window

I'm the bright light baby you know

Singles ladies call em Emo

Soft like feathers of a pillow

Screw your team, name y'all babies no homo

Heard the game looking for the real me, so I ain't looking at the coach no more!!!!