Die Trying by Key Glock Lyrics

Quote from the song “Die Trying” by Key Glock

(Band—)
Yeah
(Let the band play)
Mmm
Ayy, hold up, let me fire this blunt up right quick

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Official Music Video Song “Die Trying”

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Credits, Cast & Crew of Song “Die Trying”

• Produced: BandPlay
• Written: Key Glock, BandPlay
• Label: Paper Route Empire
• Distributor: EMPIRE
• Copyright ©: Paper Route Empire
• Phonographic Copyright ℗: Paper Route Empire
• Release Date: November 17, 2022

Perfect Lyrics of the Song “Die Trying” Released in 2022

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[Intro]

(Band—)
Yeah
(Let the band play)
Mmm
Ayy, hold up, let me fire this blunt up right quick

[Chorus]

I'm smokin' three-five to the face (The face), four-five on my waistline
Hustlin' every day (Day), I be workin' overtime
Niggas still hatin' (Hatin') 'cause a nigga on his grind
These hoes ain't worth a thing (A thing), I'ma get rich or die tryin'
Smokin' three-five to the face (Face), four-five on my waistline
Hustlin' every day (Day), I be workin' overtime
Niggas still hatin' (Hatin') 'cause a nigga on his grind
These hoes ain't worth a thing (Thing), I'ma get rich or die tryin' (Die tryin')

[Verse]

I'ma get rich or die tryin' (Yeah)
Nigga try to take somethin' over here, then he gon' die tryin'
All these bitches want me, think I need to start a hotline
Heater on me, middle of the winter with the top down
Chillin' with the mafia even though I got mob ties
I'll bake you like tilapia, nigga, I keep it all the time
I live life like Monopoly, nigga, I'm chasin' dollar signs
I'm smokin' on some broccoli, nigga, old hundreds, cauliflower (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Old hundreds, cauliflower
Money, respect, and the power
Bad boy just like Michael Lowrey
Fresh as hell, Austin Powers
Time is money, get it every hour
Chopper singin' like a choir
Money talk, these niggas quiet (Shh)
Money talk, these niggas silent
Pillow talk to bitches, lyin'
Never ever trust a smile
Never rat to cut your time
I don't skate, but yes, I grind
Need every penny, nickel, and dime
Cutthroat, yeah, bitch, that's the tribe
In that yellow thing

[Chorus]

I'm smokin' three-five to the face (The face), four-five on my waistline
Hustlin' every day (Day), I be workin' overtime
Niggas still hatin' (They hatin') 'cause a nigga on his grind
These hoes ain't worth a thing (A thing), I'ma get rich or die tryin'
Smokin' three-five to the face (Face), four-five on my waistline
Hustlin' every day (Day), I be workin' overtime
Niggas still hatin' (Hatin') 'cause a nigga on his grind
These hoes ain't worth a thing (A thing), I'ma get rich or die tryin'

[Outro]

I'ma get rich or die tryin'
There you go
Or die tryin'
Glizock