[Intro: KILLY]
I'm working on dying
Ahh, ha, ha
Haaa, haha
Yeah, uhhh
Shee
Schyeah

[Chorus: KILLY]
I'm rocking these shows, rocking these clothes (Yeah)
I'm giving them home (What?)
Been ready to go, got somethin' to show (Schyeah), you already know (You)
Seen friends turn to foes when I'm at my lowest, they come and then go (Yeah)
She ain't no ho, she walkin' in Vogue, she play with her nose (Nose)
Givenchy my coat, yeah, rock it head to toe, yeah
I'm in all black, yeah, bet my chain gon' glow, yeah
And my bro on go (Go), got shooters, they ready to go (Go)
We gon' hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up
I just had to write a note (Swoop)

[Verse 1: KILLY]
They can take my flow, take my ho, can't take my soul
I used to be poor, I was broke, not no more (Nah)
Rockin' all black, in the night, I'm a ghost (Gone, yeah)
Nah, no takebacks, this is the life that I chose (Chose, yeah)
This the life that I chose (Yeah)
'Cause this the life that I chose (Ooh)
This the life that I chose, this the life that I chose
This the life that I had to get ahead and go, go, go (Go), yeah
Hold up, wait (Hahaha)
Probably kickin' down a door (What? Shee)
My case, I'm facin' two to four (Me)
I'm making every day, the most (Yeah)
I'm taking everything I'm owed (Yeah)
Ten toes, ten toes, ten toes, (KILLY)
'Cause I can never, ever fold (Nah)
[Chorus: KILLY & Dom Corleo]
I'm rocking these shows, rocking these clothes (Yeah)
I'm giving them home (What?)
Been ready to go, got somethin' to show (Schyeah), you already know (You)
Seen friends turn to foes when I'm at my lowest, they come and then go (Yeah)
She ain't no ho, she walkin' in Vogue, she play with her nose (Nose)
Givenchy my coat, yeah, rock it head to toe, yeah
I'm in all black, yeah, bet my chain gon' glow, yeah
And my bro on go (Go), got shooters, they ready to go (Go)
We gon' hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up (Hit 'em up, hit 'em up)
I just had to write a note (Let 'em know)

[Verse 2: Dom Corleo]
Givenchy (Yeah) Givenchy (Yeah)
Givenchy (Yeah) Givenchy (Yeah)
My money, I got it (Got it)
My style, I count it (I count it)
My money, it’s talkin’ (It’s talkin’)
Too fat, for pocket (Too fat)
Two gats, we cocked em’ (Two gats)
Twin pack, my rocket (Yeah, yeah)
Pulled up to the show and I’m bout’ to go (Hahaha) (Yeah, yeah)
I’m moving the pints, I’m keeping Capones (Yeah, yeah)
I poured me the pint, I’m moving it slow (Hey)
If they try to run, we taking they soul away (We taking they soul away) (Hey)
South side bitch, badass bitch, she just turned twenty-two (Two)
Big bank roll in my pocket, and I carry twenty too
What’s that up in my holster, it might be a .22
Down from the Elm, this the Elmo
I’m in love with hunnid’s boo
[Chorus: KILLY]
I'm rocking these shows, rocking these clothes (Yeah)
I'm giving them home (What?)
Been ready to go, got somethin' to show (Schyeah), you already know (You)
Seen friends turn to foes when I'm at my lowest, they come and then go
She ain't no ho, she walkin' in Vogue, she play with her nose (Nose)
Givenchy my coat, yeah, rock it head to toe, yeah
I'm in all black, yeah, bet my chain gon' glow, yeah
And my bro on go (Go), got shooters, they ready to go (Go)
We gon' hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up
I just had to write a note (Go)