[Intro]
Pimp down
R.I.P. Pimp, nigga, yah
Everything for Pimp
Everything for Aben
Everything for Kai
Everything for Billy
Yo, (P's up!) Uh
(Pimp!)
Bitch
Uh, Go
[Chorus]
If I give up now, you might as well forgive me when I'm dead
Thir-Thirteen, I was fighting for my mom, it killed my head
I got secrets that I keep, his body's in a shed
I-I've been getting beat by demons, see the blood, it's red
Chop turn him incohesive, hollows to his head
I-I'm tired of my life, I've been trying to go to bed
Bitch, I hit his dreads, lit him like a candle, hit his dreads
I-I don't wanna fucking die till I make a lot of bread
[Verse One]
These niggas not outside, so I kick the door instead
These niggas talk online, these niggas move like Ted
Ugly bitch hit my phone, thought I was talking to Shrek
Up pole, it missed his head, Charlie Kirk, it hit his neck
Niggas try to make me out to be a bitch, it's not correct
If you think I'm swinging right with this Gen, I'll swing it left
Sewer drain with this pipe, he got flushed by the tech
I'm the Knicks on the court, when I shoot, bitch it's net
[Chorus]
If I give up now, you might as well forgive me when I'm dead
Thir-Thirteen, I was fighting for my mom, it killed my head
I got secrets that I keep, his body's in a shed
I-I've been getting beat by demons, see the blood, it's red
Chop turn him incohesive, hollows to his head
I-I'm tired of my life, I've been trying to go to bed
Bitch, I hit his dreads, lit him like a candle, hit his dreads
I-I don't wanna fucking die till I make a lot of bread
[Verse Two]
Perc got me out my body, beat him, Ron Artest
My favorite opp got bodied, one problem off my chest
It's been Kurt Cobain the shotty, hit him in his head
Knife poke his hip like Notti, left him on the met
A-Rod in the field, say he swear he a vet
I ain't made a play in months, this trap house belongs to Jets
My favorite brand is Nike, I'm worried about my check
I ain't worried who's behind me if he got Nike tech
[Chorus]
If I give up now, you might as well forgive me when I'm dead
Thirteen, I was fighting for my mom, it killed my head
I got secrets that I keep, his body's in a shed
I've been getting beat by demons, see the blood, it's red
Chop turn him incohesive, hollows to his head
I'm tired of my life, I've been trying to go to bed
Bitch, I hit his dreads, lit him like a candle, hit his dreads
I don't wanna fucking die till I make a lot of bread
[Bridge]
I don't wanna fucking die, I just
I don't wanna fucking die, just find out my brother did
Old boy locked down, he doing a hunnid bid
Fuck, my nigga went up Coxton and found out what it did
[Verse Three]
Pimp down
I won't sleep for days
I notice now that this is how it go
When my brother hop up in that car, I tell him watch the road
If you ain't gon' knock my shit off, don't make threats to swing that pole
If you ain't gon' spin this block, the fuck you typing on the phone
Niggas really ain't gon' kill me, I'ma face my own chrome
Ever since Aben died, I've been riding on my own
And the day Kai died, shit broke me like my bones
I just lost my nigga Pimp, I don't wanna be in my dome
Feds raid the strip, I told them take me out my home
I can't lose another brother, I can't do this on my own
Uh, I was baking cookies, I was stomping on a roach
I've been trying to leave my body, I'm sorry if I croak
It was money and my vision, now it's dying in my scope
I ain't trying to live this life, cause life to me look like a joke
Pimp down, I can't believe my brother died, I gotta smoke
[Chorus]
If I give up now, you might as well forgive me when I'm dead
Thir-Thirteen, I was fighting for my mom, it killed my head
I got secrets that I keep, his body's in a shed
I-I've been getting beat by demons, see the blood, it's red
Chop turn him incohesive, hollows to his head
I-I'm tired of my life, I've been trying to go to bed
Bitch, I hit his dreads, lit him like a candle, hit his dreads
I-I don't wanna fucking die till I make a lot of bread