text: Nearly Died Lyrics
  Niggas keeping up with funny shit
  I don’t know what’s wrong but my instincts told me suttin is
  I got this chromie with a rubber grip
  Risk my freedom is it worth the risk?
  No nuttin is
  I stay ready if they wanna diss
  Got my Rambo when I cut that brick
  Shawty complained saying she thought that I was done with this
  I tell her its just one more flip
  I couldn’t take another loss on my country strip
  Gun on hip, we’ll come and pull up where your mummy lives
  Don’t judge me‚ I know that shit fuckery
  But I ain’t take all these risks for an ungrateful prick to bump me
  All them left and rights ducking from them undies
  I was tryna get the bestest price‚ I fund myself nobody ain’t fund me
  I was broke and I loved myself nobody ain’t love me
  Now they tell me that they love me and they need me out in Dublin
  Niggas got they’re hand out they but they ain’t feed me in the dungeon
  And I never had nuthin when I was buckin ops in Dunlin
  I nearly died for this paper‚ look my eyes honest
  All this money all this power got my eyes on it
  And my country phone still got all these clients on it
  And all these long nights I just had, I’m still tired from it
  Wildin, confused‚ I don’t know why I risked my life for, this food
  They want me on a pave with white chalk, for true
  Kill them with success so mines all for you
  All this pain I went through I nearly died
  Times we lost all our waps but we never hide
  I told all my niggas that its love‚ I never lied
  Mind working like I’m sixty-five turning twenty-five, shit
  This young nigga come up selling light now we lit
  Now this young nigga can afford to light up his wrist
  I don’t glamorise jail, them lonely nights they were shit
  Niggas thing this shit was easy, but I nearly died from these risks
  Couldn’t wait for it to dry when I whip
  I couldn’t cope jakes pulled up side to side with my whip
  It was bootcuts now they say I’m coming aight with the drip
  Niggas think this shit was easy, but I nearly died from these risks
  I nearly died for this paper, look my eyes honest
  All this money all this power got my eyes on it
  And my country phone still got all these clients on it
  And all these long nights I just had, I’m still tired from it
  Wildin, confused, I don’t know why I risked my life for, this food
  They want me on a pave with white chalk, for true
  Kill them with success so mines all for youEmbed