Letras:
Young Thug Dyin Slow

e fo eva dyin slow but in da end im goin breath. (Chorus x2) im dyin...dyin slow mammaz cryin...cuz im dyin slow ain' no lyin bout it cuz it jus make it worse im dyin

leave when ya need me I do ya just like daddy ---------------------------- I met her when she was younger when her daddy died when she was younger her

is put your hair down, get your mind right You know what I mean? I'm here for you, yo Relax yourself, let your conscience be free You now rollin' with them thugs

don't give a damn, they want who got the cheap price I'm tryin' to keep right, get it in dough You see people is dyin' fast and the money is slow We

doubt, get yo money Throw yo hands in the air Yeah, just like daddy baby Know you got somewhere to go tonight 'Cause you a thug nigga, thug nigga, the thug

you make it, eat a meal and get naked You can, walk in yo drawers and nobody could say shit I got STL tatted on my right arm, some of 'em saw 'em I ain't dyin

the Mob, young catch punkin' heads Wishin' you was dead, layin in bed the next Nigga what did I say, to make these niggas act this way Rich thugs still

All you gotta do is put your hair down, get your mind right Knahmean? I'm here for you, yo Relax yourself, let your conscience be free You now rollin with them thugs

here We still breath, so long as we got air in these lungs *exhale* We gonna get something, no matter how, no matter what Listen [Verse 1: Young Noble