Till I Die lyrics

by

Chris Brown


[Intro: Chris Brown]
Yeah

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
This Virginia
Straight from the country, right there with my kinfolk
Golds in my mouth and they put 26's on Benzos
Dirt roads, Backwoods, they got weed but I've been dope
Ratchet, n*gga, we act hood
But I'm gettin' money with these white folk
Sippin' and I'm faded, s-s-s-super medicated
Said she wanna check the pole, I said, "Okay, Sarah Palin"
Yeah, yeah-yeah-y-y-y-yeah, so I lay down and lay in
A n*gga gon' be faded, all the way to the AM, yeah

[Interlude: Big Sean]
Boi, damn, woah, sh*t

[Chorus: Big Sean, Chris Brown]
Okay, more drink, po' it up (Boi)
More weed, roll it up (Boi)
Woah there, ho, you know wassup (You know wassup, I'm high)
Quit hoggin' the blunt, b*tch, slow down
Pimps up, hoes down
Ass up, nose down
Damn, b*tch, I do it (I'm high, do it, do it)
And this the life we chose
Workin' all night, swear I'm never goin' broke (I'm high)
Broke, and I'ma do this 'til I die (Die)
And I ain't talkin' sh*t just 'cause I'm, just 'cause I'm— (What? I'm high)
[Interlude: Big Sean]
Yup (So high)
Woah, boi
Oh God, oh God (Boi, boi)

[Verse 2: Big Sean]
Okay, wow, bow, look at me now
Chief like a Indian, talkin' in clouds
I'm high as a b*tch, I'm talkin' to clouds
Off tree every night like I roam with the owls
I super soak that ho
Show 'em no love, just throw 'em a towel
Still rockin' Louis Vuitton condoms (Still)
'Cause I'm so f*ckin' in style, wow
New crib, crash that (Woah)
Drove here, cab back (Swerve)
Now knock that pus*y out (Out)
Yeah, that's just a little cat nap
Hold up (Hold up, woah)
Don't be smokin' my sh*t (My sh*t)
I be smokin' that fire (That fire)
She be smokin' my di*k (My di*k)

[Interlude: Big Sean]
Be smokin' my di*k, boi
Lil' b*tch (Haha)
Woah, okay
[Chorus: Big Sean, Chris Brown, Big Sean & Chris Brown]
Okay, more drink, po' it up (Boi)
More weed, roll it up (Boi)
Woah there, ho, you know wassup (You know wassup, I'm high)
Quit hoggin' the blunt, b*tch, slow down
Pimps up, hoes down
Ass up, nose down
Damn, b*tch, I do it (I'm high, do it, do it)
And this the life we chose
Workin' all night, swear I'm never goin' broke (I'm high)
Broke, and I'ma do this 'til I die (Die)
And I ain't talkin' sh*t just 'cause I'm, just 'cause I'm— (What? I'm high)
Yeah

[Interlude: Wiz Khalifa]
Tahahahaha, uh

[Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa]
Smokin', chokin', always rollin' somethin'
I don't need a key to start my car
b*tch, I just push a button
Did a show and got a half a mil'
And spent it like it's nothin', money flowin'
Never sober, smokin' 'til I got concussions, no discussion
Man, I got a condo and got a big crib
Pounds all over my kitchenettes
If I ain't on the road gettin' it
Then I'm in the hood where my n*ggas live
Did a tour, sold it out
Just bought a pound, 'bout to finish it
Now all my pasta got shrimp in it
You talk about it, and I'm livin' it (And I'm livin' it)
[Interlude: Wiz Khalifa, Big Sean]
f*ckin' little b*tch, hahahahaha
Boi, woah
Uh!

[Chorus: Big Sean, Chris Brown, Big Sean & Chris Brown]
Okay, more drink, po' it up (Boi)
More weed, roll it up (Boi, ah!)
Woah there, ho, you know wassup (You know wassup, what? I'm high)
Quit hoggin' the blunt, b*tch, slow down (Haha!)
Pimps up, hoes down
Ass up, nose down
Damn, b*tch, I do it (Ha, I'm high, do it, do it)
And this the life we chose
Workin' all night, swear I'm never goin' broke (Ha, I'm high, haha)
Broke, and I'ma do this 'til I die (Die, what?)
And I ain't talkin' sh*t just 'cause I'm, just 'cause I'm— (What? I'm high)

[Outro: Chris Brown, Big Sean]
Real n*gga never frontin' (Yeah)
'Cause when you got it all, errybody want somethin'
Middle finger in the air, no fist pump
And me, Sean and Wiz got this b*tch jumpin'
Huh, we finally got this b*tch jumpin'
Got this b*tch jumpin'
Fly, that's me
Hahahaha
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