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Ray Vaughn - Supposed To Die Lyrics



Ray Vaughn - Supposed To Die Lyrics
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I had fades with all of my landlords like I never believed in God
I felt better help with the light bills and get a job
I got magazines for bad vibes, it's advertised
My aura Black & Mild, still mugging like a cup that's oversized
Wanted to be a hustler but my customer service suck
Desert sun, I'm catching a buzz
Feel like I won't be enough
'Cause these niggas will bore you to death
And they stab you straight in the back
If they situation fishy, it's gon' always be a catch
White judge put me on papers like ink
I know he think I'm a monster, energy drink, can't even blink
Tapped in like the water fresh out the sink
Giving them a taste of my life
That said we gon' be aight
But I almost got smoked at the pipe

Hope I don't die
If I don't make it out, I'm supposed to die tonight
Somebody said I'm supposed to die tonight
Whip stolen, clips loaded, big notion
I'm supposed to slide tonight
Somebody said I'm supposed to die tonight

Look, killers they got different eyes, villains are uncivilized
Bitch, we come from hand-me-downs, we don't know our fit and size
Only thing we fear is life, I'm just tryna feel alive
I eat all my nigga pie, all my T-shirts nigga-sized
Couch surfing at David's, I was tryna find a change
Thinkin' 'bout my cousin Ray, he from a gang
He was fighting with his bitch, he caught her cheating then he slapped her in the face
She called her brothers to the crib and they blew out his f*ckin' brains
Got no problems, got no stress
The Grim Reaper don't know death
If it wasn't for my dog then I would have no family left
I got all their secrets kept, had to sin to up my soul
I hope they don't wash the clothes, if the feds come then they fold
I know we always repeat the mistakes that we never learn
We respect the other side for the times that they let it burn
At the point of no return, when candle lights burn out
Shit, if I die today, I'm happy how my life turned out
I just

Hope I don't die
If I don't make it out, I'm supposed to die tonight
Somebody said I'm supposed to die tonight
Whip stolen, clips loaded, big notion
I'm supposed to slide tonight
Somebody said I'm supposed to die tonight

And if a bullet got my name on it, it better be in cursive (better be in cursive)
And if God tryna kick it tonight, then he better come in person (better come in person)
Said if a bullet got my name on it, it better be in cursive (better be in cursive)
And if God tryna kick it tonight, then he better come in person (better come in person)
Said he better come in person
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I had fades with all of my landlords like I never believed in God
I felt better help with the light bills and get a job
I got magazines for bad vibes, it's advertised
My aura Black & Mild, still mugging like a cup that's oversized
Wanted to be a hustler but my customer service suck
Desert sun, I'm catching a buzz
Feel like I won't be enough
'Cause these niggas will bore you to death
And they stab you straight in the back
If they situation fishy, it's gon' always be a catch
White judge put me on papers like ink
I know he think I'm a monster, energy drink, can't even blink
Tapped in like the water fresh out the sink
Giving them a taste of my life
That said we gon' be aight
But I almost got smoked at the pipe

Hope I don't die
If I don't make it out, I'm supposed to die tonight
Somebody said I'm supposed to die tonight
Whip stolen, clips loaded, big notion
I'm supposed to slide tonight
Somebody said I'm supposed to die tonight

Look, killers they got different eyes, villains are uncivilized
Bitch, we come from hand-me-downs, we don't know our fit and size
Only thing we fear is life, I'm just tryna feel alive
I eat all my nigga pie, all my T-shirts nigga-sized
Couch surfing at David's, I was tryna find a change
Thinkin' 'bout my cousin Ray, he from a gang
He was fighting with his bitch, he caught her cheating then he slapped her in the face
She called her brothers to the crib and they blew out his f*ckin' brains
Got no problems, got no stress
The Grim Reaper don't know death
If it wasn't for my dog then I would have no family left
I got all their secrets kept, had to sin to up my soul
I hope they don't wash the clothes, if the feds come then they fold
I know we always repeat the mistakes that we never learn
We respect the other side for the times that they let it burn
At the point of no return, when candle lights burn out
Shit, if I die today, I'm happy how my life turned out
I just

Hope I don't die
If I don't make it out, I'm supposed to die tonight
Somebody said I'm supposed to die tonight
Whip stolen, clips loaded, big notion
I'm supposed to slide tonight
Somebody said I'm supposed to die tonight

And if a bullet got my name on it, it better be in cursive (better be in cursive)
And if God tryna kick it tonight, then he better come in person (better come in person)
Said if a bullet got my name on it, it better be in cursive (better be in cursive)
And if God tryna kick it tonight, then he better come in person (better come in person)
Said he better come in person
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Writer: Dylan Ismael Teixeira, Rayvon Welch, Samuel Jimenez
Copyright: Lyrics © EMPIRE PUBLISHING

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