[Chorus: Meet Sims]
If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
Probably die as a young n***a
Probably die as a young n***a
If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
Probably die as a young n***a
Probably die as a young n***a

[Post-Chorus: French Montana]
If I die, just look into the sky
I ain’t even gon’ lie, tell my n***as don’t cry bout nothing
Oh, Montana
If there’s something on my mind, I was busy tryna find
I was drunk getting high with my guys didn't care 'bout nothing
Whoa

[Verse 1: French Montana]
Ever since the first hit me up, I wasn't supposed to live
Still on the block getting money where I’m supposed to live
Want to see my casket shine on mama’s front row
Tears in her eyes, heart bleeding, the boy have to go
I can see Puff telling Ross, Yela was a legend
I can see my baby mama mad at every freshman
And I’d be mad
Turning up for my n***a till they put me in the casket
[Chorus: Meet Sims]
If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
Probably die as a young n***a
Probably die as a young n***a
If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
Probably die as a young n***a
Probably die as a young n***a

[Post-Chorus: French Montana]
If I die, just look into the sky
I ain’t even gon’ lie, tell my n***as don’t cry bout nothing
If there’s something on my mind, I was busy tryna find
I was drunk getting high with my guys didn't care 'bout nothing

[Verse 2: CokeBoy Zack]
Suckas hating, we just some young n***as
Out the bottom, got it from crumbs n***a
Now it’s 250 in the slum n***a
Pocket full and this shit for fun n***a
Say never know
All this shit a n***a seen, I’ll never fold
May never know
N***as claiming like a lawyer, probably telling though
Young n***as out here let the blammer go
Mixing mud with the smoke, I’m paranoid
Got a couple kittens that’s down to go
And when they cum I’ll be there mining coal
Suckas living a lie
Out here blessing all my n***as and I’m living the life
Got a couple foreign bitches and they put up a fight
If I told you what I know I’m probably doing a life
Fuck these fuck n***as, we don’t run with em
Hating bitches, man I’m done with em
Live fast and die young n***a
Know the consequences come with it
[Chorus: Meet Sims]
If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
Probably die as a young n***a
Probably die as a young n***a
If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
Probably die as a young n***a
Probably die as a young n***a

[Verse 3: Chinx]
Look, rose up out that dirt wearing holy clothes
Most n***as love to hate you, man you don’t need those n***as
How we gon’ cleanse our body of these sins?
When our only concern was re-ing up and riding rims
Sold white that wasn’t good for cooking
Teacher used to say that I’d amount to nothing (stupid bitch)
Kept the work up in that kitchen covered
Whipped it like I baked it in that easy oven
Everybody pick their poison, Islamic or Christian
Buddhas to Jewish, every religion is Judas
N***a due to all my circumstances
Had no choice but roll the dice, had to take them chances
Till my homies leave the can they just tuna fish
New money orders for the fam, just get through the shit
Youngins dying nowadays dressed up in the ghetto
The struggle up out the system, these crackers turn you to Gepetto
I’m loading up in that hoopty to catch a 187
I flipped and got me a Rolex, preacher got the same Bezel
What the fuck, some nights I couldn’t sleep cause Satan woke me up
Been through shit that make you cry, have you choking up
Find yourself in the darkest places loading them nines
Tryna grip your mind, searching, you search what you find
Came up with jack shit up out that wishing well
Left with this black skin and a digital scale
I pray I be ok when I grow up a little bigger
If I don’t, tell my babies daddy was a real n***a
[Chorus: Meet Sims]
If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
Probably die as a young n***a
Probably die as a young n***a
If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
Probably die as a young n***a
Probably die as a young n***a