Live - Casanova, Giggs

I’ont wanna die broke

I’ont wanna die rich

Shit I’ont want no side bitch

I’ont want no fly shit

I’ont want drive shit

I’ont want no big crib

I’m just tryna live

Yeah, I’m just tryna live

I’m just tryna live

Yeah, I’m just tryna live

All that other shit, you can have that

Man I’m past that

Had a Audi R8, but a nigga crashed that

I ain’t wanna be the kid, that the kids laughed at

So i started runnin' the streets, but this my last lap

Cops wan' frisk me, homies wan' diss me

You sendin' shots, hope they miss me, R.I.P.

Nipsey

I think my baby mom tryna turn my child against me

So I mix the D’usse with the juice, til it’s empty

Sittin' in the can, gettin' richer was the plan

Now it’s different cause the fam think I’m richer than I am

It was God’s plan that I stand out

Even Suge had it all… (Then it ran out)

I’ont wanna die broke

I’ont wanna die rich

Shit I’ont want no side bitch

I’ont want no fly shit

I’ont want drive shit

I’ont want no big crib

I’m just tryna live

Yeah, I’m just tryna live

I’m just tryna live

Yeah, I’m just tryna live

I guess I didn’t show my child support

That’s why his momma put me on child support

I was 'bout to wild in court

Man this pain startin' to cloud my thoughts

We got a child, so, why we the ones actin' childish for

I keep a .38, cause my enemies hate

I’m gettin' plenty cheesecake

Plus the industry is fake

I used to dream I would live this life

'Mo' Money, Mo' Problems', BIG said it right

I need a cig to light

I’m stressed, same time fully blessed

I guess, this shit come with success

Yes, I’m still ridin' with the vest

But this is one thing I say about my death

I’ont wanna die broke

I’ont wanna die rich

Shit I’ont want no side bitch

I’ont want no fly shit

I’ont want drive shit

I’ont want no big crib

I’m just tryna live

Yeah, I’m just tryna live

I’m just tryna live

Yeah, I’m just tryna live

(Ahh)

You don’t say (Yeah)

They don’t ask you 'what's good'?

(What's good?)

Ask if you okay (Nah)

I been havin' arguments the whole day (Whole day)

So I’m up in the apartment with the Rosé (Ooh)

Or in the hotel, somebody I won’t name

Let’s just say a old flame (Hmm!)

Laughin' 'bout the days when I had no game (Game)

Just couple crazy kamikaze guys with no brains (Ooh)

I’ont wanna die (Die)

Do it myself because I don’t wanna bly (Bly)

Happy at home so I don’t wanna fly

They ain’t sellin' me anything that I wanna buy (Nah)

Showin' out

Nuttin' there ain’t blowing out (Yeah)

Bae, get your coat we’re going out (Jheez)

She never wanted, donny had to throw him out (Out)

Think they so in tune, but they showin' doubt (Doubt)

When I say my 'Our Father' and the mass is over

I’ma trample that lion and that fassy cobra

Yeah, that Mafioso with a splash of Yoda

It’s that big Hollow Man and that Casanova

I’ont wanna die broke

I’ont wanna die rich

Shit I’ont want no side bitch

I’ont want no fly shit

I’ont want drive shit

I’ont want no big crib

I’m just tryna live

Yeah, I’m just tryna live

I’m just tryna live

Yeah, I’m just tryna live