Die Today - Joey Fatts

Sometimes I wonder, am I really livin'?

Shit, not for long, ain’t shit to eat up in that kitchen

So I’m pitchin', on the block with my niggas sippin', we gettin'

(Twisted) Heat in the bushes, wish you niggas come trippin'

I ain’t missin', sittin', reminiscin' 'bout the past years

Fatts home but now Leon not here

Man, a nigga still shedding tears over that shit

They gave him six cells then put my nigga under that bitch

But we gon' get you home, that’s my word

They saying if he died six times, he wouldn’t learn

And they wonder why we taught to let these shells burn

In the head of a witness over jail terms

Having a hard time accepting reality, close casualties

Sickness in my family, that shit is always sad to see

So we grieve, promise me my family straight and bury me a G

And show them days we always prayed to see

Said I’m praying for my niggas in the pen

Wash my hands with, back to this life of sin

A lot of shit fucked up, man, where do I begin?

With a gun smoke flare, it’s just me in the end

Fatts home from doing ten, I’m tryin' to keep my family healthy

I remember days I used to pray someone would help me

Now I’m on stage, just tryin' to pave the way

Promise me my family straight, nigga, I can die today

Nigga, I can die today

Nigga, nigga, I can die today

Nigga, I can die today

I can die today