Album Cover Die Under The Moon

Die Under The Moon

Yung Bleu

5

He put his life in his words

Shine brighter than jewels

To the point where you feeling stronger than Clase AzulYou niggas softer than pillows

Deep in the trenches where niggas whip it like willow

Turn yo′ wife to a widow

'Cause money tend to turn a real nigga to weirdos

My shit harder than dildos

I′m in drill mode

War shot, kill mode

'Fore this rap shit it was hard hats and steel toes

But I still rose

I'm at dinner up in Melrose

With two bad bitches rubbin′ on my earlobes

We probably never rub elbows

He ain′t in my salary cap

Niggas say they getting money but I'm calling it cap (hey)

Ah, look what we done

We took a bad situation and made it gravy

He got 20 years, it was drug related

And he took the plea deal

That goes to show you just how much the system hate us

How come nobody congratulate us

When we make it out the slums

We come from ducking hundred round drums (ah)

And the school system treat us like we dumb (hey)

That′s why I'm in the hallway

Eighth grade, I was trappin′ in the hallway

Yeah, I was just in puberty

I was tryna rule my whole community

And do this rap shit for you and me

Damn, I was on that get the whole clique rich

You was on that get rich quick shit

Hangin' with them niggas I ain′t mix with

Playin' both sides be realistic

How you not gon' get hit with that heat stick, nigga?

And this shit deeper than words

Shit deeper than words

Deeper than just rap

Covered in ice you′ll think I sponsored a meth lab

Uppin′ the price on a private jet I got jet lag

I spit this shit they gon' hit ya heart like a chest pass

And I got love for the streets but I couldn′t stay there

I told her, "Wherever he pay he gotta lay there"

I got some niggas dead and gone I took a whole 'nother path

Came home from my first mission, took a blood bath

Ran up a ticket like a citation

I probably quiet ′cause I'm just checkin′ niggas vibrations

Came back to bust it down with them project babies

Back when we was robbin' everybody but the candy lady

I remember beefin' with my cousin, that′s my nana baby (fuck)

Shit crazy, anybody cross you (fuck ′em)

No family support so I was feelin' like a foster

Nobody talk about the wins and the losses no mo′

They only love you when you up but it's too late for that

Kill my lil′ brother, just be patient, you gon' pay for that

I heard they tryna catch me on the phone and build a case wit′ that

They caught him slippin', now he on that shit, blood was laced with that

Die under the moon (and when we die)

Hey, and when we die

Die under the moon (hoping we die under the moon) If we die

Die under the moon (under the clouds under the stars) and when we die

Die under the moon (with a smile)

Aah

Die under the moon

Thank God for the ups and downs

Thank God that you came around

Thank God that I'm here right now (here right now)

Thank God for the highs and lows

Thank God for oh, no, no′s

Closed doors and the deaden roads (ooh)

Thank God, thank God, thank God

(Thank God) Thank God, thank God, thank God

Deeper than words take me to church

Bruises and burns that make me stronger

Make me stronger

Make me stronger (stronger)

(Woo) Woo-oo-oo

Thank God, thank God, thank God

(Thank God) Thank God, thank God, thank God

Thank God

Yeah, yeah