Iain Findlay - Till I Die lyrics

[Verse 1: Chris Brown] Yeah, this Virginia, straight from the country, right there with my kinfolk Golds in my mouth and they put 26's on Benzo's Dirt roads, back woods, they got weed but I've been dope Ratchet, n***a we act hood, but I'm getting money with these white folk Sippin' and I'm faded, super medicated Said she wanna check the pole, I said "Okay, Sarah Palin" Yeah, so I lay down and lay in A n***a gon' be faded, all the way to the AM, yep [Hook: Big Sean] Okay, more drink, pour it up, more weed, roll it up Whoa there hoe, you know wa**up Quit hoggin' the blunt, b**h, slow down Pimps up, hoes down, a** up, nose down, damn b**h I do it And this the life we chose Workin' all night, swear I'm never going broke, broke And I'mma do this 'til I die And I ain't talking sh** just cause I'm, just cause I'm... (I'm high) [Verse 2: Big Sean] Oh God, oh God Okay, wow, bow, look at me now Chief like a Indian, talkin' in clouds I'm high as a b**h, I'm talkin' to clouds Off tree every night like I roam with the owls I super soak that hoe, show 'em no love Just throw 'em a towel Still rockin' Louis Vuitton condoms Cause I'm so f**in' in style, wow New crib, crash that, drove here, cab back Now knock that p**y out, yeah, that's just a little cat nap Hold up, hold up, woah, don't be smokin' my sh** I be smoking that fire, she be smokin' my dick [Hook: Big Sean] Okay, more drink, pour it up, more weed, roll it up Whoa there hoe, you know wa**up Quit hoggin' the blunt, b**h, slow down Pimps up, hoes down, a** up, nose down, damn b**h I do it And this the life we chose Workin' all night, swear I'm never going broke, broke And I'mma do this 'til I die And I ain't talking sh** just cause I'm, just cause I'm... (I'm high) [Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa] Smoking, choking, always rollin' something I don't need a key to start my car b**h, I just push a bu*ton Did a show and got a half a mill and spent it like it's nothing Money flowing, never sober, smoking 'til I got concussions, no discussion Man I got a condo and got a big crib, pounds all over my kitchen is If I ain't on the road gettin' it, then I'm in the hood where my n***as 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 and I'm living it, f**ing little b**h [Hook: Big Sean] Okay, more drink, pour it up, more weed, roll it up Whoa there hoe, you know wa**up Quit hoggin' the blunt, b**h, slow down Pimps up, hoes down, a** up, nose down, damn b**h I do it And this the life we chose Workin' all night, swear I'm never going broke, broke And I'mma do this 'til I die And I ain't talking sh** just cause I'm, just cause I'm... (I'm high) [Outro: Chris Brown] Real n***a never frontin' Cause when you got it all everybody want somethin' Middle finger in the air, no fist pump And me, Sean and Wiz got this b**h jumping Huh, finally got this b**h jumping Got this b**h jumpin', fly, that's me