Lyrics If I Die - French Montana
I
can't
sell
these
drugs
no
more,
Got
too
many
felonies
I
can't
trust
these
hoes
no
more
Bitches
like
my
enemies
They
wanna
see
me
burn
through
the
fire
Yeahaaah,
Aaahhaaah
He
ain't
never
think
it
be
his
last
day
Saw
him
in
the
body
bag
zipped
up
half
way
Black
glove
and
the
ski
mask
Heard
he
had
his
baby
on
his
chest
made
me
feel
bad
Shit
was
all
good
just
a
week
ago
Now
we
pouring
champagne
at
the
funeral
Remember
dark
skin
Jermaine
with
the
ceasar
Heard
he
caught
the
body
Tryna
'scape
with
the
visa
Shoulda
seen
the
look
on
his
brother
when
he
came
through
Yellin'
Ima
catch
him
for
the
first
48
do
Men
turn
to
bitches,
scared
of
what
the
state
do
Put
you
in
a
box
with
the
numbers
tryna
break
you
Tone
was
the
hustler,
Jermaine
was
the
killer
He
let
the
nigga
stack
it
all
up
then
he
killed
em
I
heard
he
got
dropped
from
his
main
bitch
Left
the
nigga
laying
stanking
there
ain't
take
shit
I
heard
the
nigga
died
smiling
Like
he
seen
the
nigga
face
right
before
he
shot
him
Cold
game,
then
he
hit
the
block
like
it's
no
thang
When
everybody
knew
about
the
whole
thang
Shit
scary
and
they
ain't
even
drop
a
tear
Candles
glowing
in
the
air,
help
his
mother
get
him
buried
Heard
Jermaine
went
and
got???????
We
was
young
niggas
hustling,
tryna
make
it
out
alive
1 If I Die
2 Ocho Cinco
3 Marble Floors
4 Throw It in the Bag
5 40
6 Drink Freely
7 Bust It Open
8 We Go Where Ever We Want
9 Freaks - Edit
10 Pop That (Final Version)
11 I Told 'em
12 Ballin Out
13 Gifted
14 Fuck What Happens Tonight
15 **** What Happens Tonight
16 When I Want
17 Paranoid
18 Paranoid
19 Ain't Worried About Nothin
20 Trap House
21 Pop That
22 Once in a While
23 Gifted
24 Pop That
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