I might die tonight, but if I do I′ma be okay (I'ma be okay)
And if I die tonight, at least I stood by the stuff I said
I got two graves dugOne for me and one for the motherfucker standing in my way (in my way)
And if I die tonight, at least I can say I never ran away
Six foot deep, deep, deep in the cut
Shovel and a tarp rolled up in the truck
Couple old bikers and they know what′s up
Spend my iTunes check on gettin' people roughed up
And a child molester might end up in the mud
Bones in the shit of a couple wild boars
Teeth buried in the lot of a little white church
I be somewhere dog GPS don't work
Where the cops all do things a little bit dirty
But they stay on my team, I got that Babyface money
Ya′ll can buy all that jewelry, I′ll invest in my community
Put a bunker in the ground, fill it up with plenty shiny things
I got brass for days, pitbulls with teeth so razor sharp
You'd think my females slept with a great white shark
And I ain′t tryna brag but my A-Team too big
Some crazy motherfuckers on that 1900's shit
It′s time for a change, yeah, I came with some buddies
Who don't mind getting muddy and bloody and standing for something
And putting some sense into this corrupt country
Go ahead big dog come over here and say something
I might die tonight, but if I do I′ma be okay (I'ma be okay)
And if I die tonight, at least I stood by the stuff I said
I got two graves dug
One for me and one for the motherfucker standing in my way (my way)
And if I die tonight, at least I can say I never ran away
You can get it, I'ma fight until the death of me
I ain′t never been on the run from an enemy
Heavily armed to the teeth, got an army with me
And I′m ready to die if you threaten me
AK's, AR′s, you ain't who you say you are
Bullets start flying, putting ghosts in the graveyard
Full moon lighting up the battlefield
Battle to my last breath and my blood splatter here
Just breathe a minute
Just think a minute
You don′t wanna go to war
Or we could get it, yeah, we could bring it right to your front door
I don't think you wanna go that route
I ain′t known to fuck around
I'ma throw a hundred rounds
Put your cold body in the fuckin ground
Get the point bitch, when I hit you with the hollow round
What the fuck you talkin' ′bout?
I don′t wanna talk about it
Leave your body right there layin' with some tarp around it
Why I gotta go so hard?
Why you so fuckin′ soft?
Why your man runnin' bitch, you already fuckin′ lost
I might die tonight, but if I do I'ma be okay (I′ma be okay)
And if I die tonight, at least I stood by the stuff I said
I got two graves dug
One for me and one for the motherfucker standing in my way (my way)
And if I die tonight, at least I can say I never ran away
