Chorus] I ain't tryna die young, so I gotta ride with one Stood ten toes down in my Balenciaga, ayy He ran down on a nigga, that’s a shotta, shotta Cold-hearted nigga, with the blocka-blocka Gotta keep it on me, I don't wanna die young I rather be judged by twelve, than carried by six How am I gon' post bail? Just look at my wrist Tell me, why the legends always gotta die quick?