Die For It - Mozzy, Sage The Gemini

I’m so loyal to this Rollie, I’ll die for it

But you gon' die for this motherfucker first

It’s gon' be hell 'fore a nigga try to take my chain

Out in these streets, they callin' murder

They got a few feet but we took it further, yeah

My little partner keep a popper for the tooly play

Tryna noodle somethin', nasty when the shooters yank

Gucci’d up and Gucci’d down, hella Gucci gang

This Nooki chain cost a dub, it’s out of love for blood

All this shit is out the mud, hustle break it down

Stranded in them trenches with me 'fore we made it out

No two for ten, three for twenty, tryna raise an ounce

Cookin' doors came with stripes, judge banged him out

Them commas in the bank account belong to Zayda, baby

Residue’s filling my veins, I’m an '80s baby

But we don’t show remorse to suckers, Zilla’s bangin' brazy

Clip lanky on a yankee, it get mainy, baby, ayy

Bouncin' out, tryna murder somethin'

Clean up on aisle four, that nigga burger busted, huh?

Bouncin' out, I’m tryna murder somethin'

Clean up on aisle four, that nigga burger busted

I’m so loyal to this Rollie, I’ll die for it

But you gon' die for this motherfucker first

It’s gon' be hell 'fore a nigga try to take my chain

Out in these streets, they callin' murder

They got a few feet but we took it further, yeah

I do this for my gang, family orientated

Coordinating and orchestrating before we made it

Aim for 43rd, in front of the corner, baby

The sucker side ain’t never came across the border, baby, yeah

We get it poppin', on my partner’s soul

You got a drop on any opp, a nigga vámanos

Add to the scoreboard, the only common goal

It’s monkey nuts on everything, what your llama hold

Your lil' whoadie on parole and he still a go

Bitch, I’ll die behind this Rollie, you don’t hear me though

I love my lil' brother dearly, God keep him close

They talkin' murder, it ain’t nothin' we ain’t seen before

Don’t let your partner 'nem fall if you can keep him on

And move your mama out the trenches to a decent home

Shout out the niggas that ain’t hate and wanna see me on

Ayy, where was blood when I was broke and niggas needed loans?

I’m so loyal to this Rollie, I’ll die for it

But you gon' die for this motherfucker first

It’s gon' be hell 'fore a nigga try to take my chain

Out in these streets, they callin' murder

They got a few feet but we took it further, yeah