Till I Die - Tayyib Ali

I’m on one, fuck it, I’m on three

Philly shit, you niggas know exactly who I be

ONE AND ONLY Ali

I gotta blow, homie quick to deliver like domino

And he got a trouble, we phenomenal, I had it, bro

You better believe and lately I been blowing my Gs

Just stacking my Gs, on my grind, tryina get my rhymes better

So I can get rich and get my cheddar, talk, whatever

HUSTLE HARD, you’d rather get a job

No, never, only time, no telling when we gone

You better pop and wait, berrettas in the uptown ghetto

Somebody momma crying and the air shot was flying

Man, I gotta get out, what the fuck?

It’s just crazy where I come from, man

It gets real out here

We just in the penthouse, man, just smoking

Just looking down on all this shit

Purple drinks sipping, bad bitch getting

STILL FUCKING HOES, 4−4 still tipping

All my niggas on the block are either in the prison

A Philadelpher, yeah, ho, that’s who to get it

I’m just young and I made it out, progress what all about

GETTING DOUGH and lodge a mouse and trapping out my momma house

Now I’m tryina get my momma house

Cause I know she deserve it, even though I wasn’t perfect

My legacy’s so worth it

I been timing with these words, on my block they got them birds

And choppers, titties top, man splattered on the curve

Fuck what you heard, man, I’m just staying out of trouble

Riding for kindness tryina make the money double

AND I’M BALLING on these niggas like I’m Doctor J

Ali, you, I got it from my 10−4, you want the yay, I got it, too

Pull up, baby, what it do, sold that brick for 52

SWAGGING to the max, me and my hippies saying such a fun

Just like the studio, I’m feeling like a million

Made it right on temp shit, I’m swagging 'till I DIE

Swagging till I DIE