Yung Schemer - Would U Rather Lyrics

Would you rather kno how you gone die
Or what's gone kill you nigga
Would you rather know who down to ride
Or who's gone drill you nigga
All my niggas cant open they eyes
They jus too faded nigga
Wasted nigga
Pop like 3 10s now im facin nigga
Have you ever felt like you just wanna fuckin die cuz
Have you threw up stomach acid cuz you cant get high cuz
Have you ever took a blade and put it inna another man
I pop a xan cuz im outta roxys I do what i can
If was broke would you still love me just for who i am
You know I care about you I just never gave a damn
I know you never loved me iwas jus gone take them pills
They aint never get me for that nigga I done killed
Up in the 7th grade
Nigga pressing pills Gettin ill that's the game we played
Pour some acc into my cup and make it take the pain away
If you ever needed me you know the place I fuckin stay
Never wanted problems but I'm beefing with a j today
Makin figures all you niggas broke
And all my niggas killers
Hella fillers yeen tryna scrap and then we drillin niggas
You was in my face but I was chillin nigga
You was tryna beef while I was killin niggas
Now I'm soulless with a whip so I can kill a nigga
Now I'm hoeless with a scrip so I can feel lil nigga
You know I stay making my chips like I'm a Dealer nigga realest nigga
Never gave a damn I just stopped feeling nigga
All my opps is non existent
All em niggas dead
And all my niggas really hate me
Like I was a fed
I'm solo dolo in the ville so I can make my spread
Like my nigga snipa said all I see is red
Catch a opp and gun em down it hit em in his head
Man I love it when they live but they cant leave the bed
Man I might just be a menace but don't call me dennis
Hit a bitch with a rack like I'm playing tennis
I can make my lil cheese and be chillin with it
I can pack 2.23s and still kill em with it
I can lay em by tree or I can drill em with it
Fill em with it
Rolling up my blunt I put his ashes in it
If I told you how I felt you couldn't comprehend it
Every time i say I'm fine you kno I'm jus pretending
Bitches got me treat niggas like they copper heads
Pop some meds stomp a fuckin opp up in his fuccin head
If I sell my soul blessed cuz she my only friend
Imma get her right she ain't gone never need no only fans
Treat her right but you know like shit that's my sister man
Say she got a problem pop a nigga then I pop a xan
I do anything for my niggas I blow anything with a trigger
They say it's up with me but I'm up on these niggas
With these figures clips is bigger
Break em like a rello splitter
Bitch!

Would you rather kno how you gone die
Or what's gone kill you nigga
Would you rather know who down to ride
Or who's gone drill you nigga
All my niggas cant open they eyes
They jus too faded nigga
Wasted nigga
Pop like 3 10s now im facin nigga
Have you ever felt like you just wanna fuckin die cuz
Have you threw up stomach acid cuz you cant get high cuz
Have you ever took a blade and put it inna another man
I pop a xan cuz im outta roxys I do what i can
If was broke would you still love me just for who i am
You know I care about you I just never gave a damn
I know you never loved me iwas jus gone take them pills
They aint never get me for that nigga I done killed
Up in the 7th grade
Nigga pressing pills Gettin ill that's the game we played
Pour some acc into my cup and make it take the pain away
If you ever needed me you know the place I fuckin stay
Never wanted problems but I'm beefing with a j today
Makin figures all you niggas broke
And all my niggas killers
Hella fillers yeen tryna scrap and then we drillin niggas
You was in my face but I was chillin nigga
You was tryna beef while I was killin niggas
Now I'm soulless with a whip so I can kill a nigga
Now I'm hoeless with a scrip so I can feel lil nigga
You know I stay making my chips like I'm a Dealer nigga realest nigga
Never gave a damn I just stopped feeling nigga
All my opps is non existent
All em niggas dead
And all my niggas really hate me
Like I was a fed
I'm solo dolo in the ville so I can make my spread
Like my nigga snipa said all I see is red
Catch a opp and gun em down it hit em in his head
Man I love it when they live but they cant leave the bed
Man I might just be a menace but don't call me dennis
Hit a bitch with a rack like I'm playing tennis
I can make my lil cheese and be chillin with it
I can pack 2.23s and still kill em with it
I can lay em by tree or I can drill em with it
Fill em with it
Rolling up my blunt I put his ashes in it
If I told you how I felt you couldn't comprehend it
Every time i say I'm fine you kno I'm jus pretending
Bitches got me treat niggas like they copper heads
Pop some meds stomp a fuckin opp up in his fuccin head
If I sell my soul blessed cuz she my only friend
Imma get her right she ain't gone never need no only fans
Treat her right but you know like shit that's my sister man
Say she got a problem pop a nigga then I pop a xan
I do anything for my niggas I blow anything with a trigger
They say it's up with me but I'm up on these niggas
With these figures clips is bigger
Break em like a rello splitter
Bitch!