Yung Bleu - Die Under the Moon lyrics

[Verse 1: Yung Bleu] He put his life in words, shine brighter than jewels To the point when you feeling stronger than Clase Azul You ni**as softer than pillows Deep in the trenches where ni**as whip it like Willow Turn your wife to a widow, uh This money tend to turn a real ni**a to weirdos My sh*t harder than dil*os I'm in drill mode, one-shot kill mode 'Fore this rap sh*t it was hard hats and steel toes But I still rose I'm at dinner up in Melrose (Hey) With two bad b*tches, rubbin' on my earlobes We probably never rub elbows He ain't in my salary cap ni**as say they gеttin' money, but I'm callin' it cap (Hey, hey) Oh, look what wе done We took a bad situation and made it gravy He got twenty years, it was drug-related And he took the plea deal That goes to show just how much the system hate us How come nobody congratulate us? We will make it out the slums (Uh) And we come from duckin' hunnid round drums (Uh) And the school system treat us like we dumb (Hey) That's why I'm the hallway Eighth grade, I was trappin' in the hallway (Uh yeah) Yeah, I was just in puberty I was tryna rule my whole community (Mm-hmm) And do this rap sh*t for you and me (You and me) Damn, I was on the "get the whole clique rich" (Clique) You was on that "get rich quick sh*t" (Quick) Hangin' with them ni**as I ain't mix with (Mix) Playin' both sides, be realistic (Uh) How you not gon' get hit with that hit stick, ni**a? [Interlude: Yung Bleu] Yeah And this sh*t deeper than words, sh*t deeper than words [Verse 2: Yung Bleu] 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 the sh*t that gon' hit your heart like a chest pass And I got love for the streets, but I couldn't stay there (I couldn't stay) I told him wherever he play, he gotta lay there (He gotta lay) I got some ni**as 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'm probably quiet 'cause I'm just checkin' ni**as' vibrations Came back to buss 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 (fu*k 'em) sh*t crazy Anybody cross you (fu*k 'em) No family support so I was feelin' like a foster Nobody talk about the wins and the losses no more They only love you when you up, but it's too late for that Killed my lil' brother, just be patient, you gon' pay for that I heard they tryna catch me on the phone and build a case with that They caught him slippin', now he on that sh*t, that blood would lace with that [Chorus: Yung Bleu & John Legend] Die under the moon (And when we die, and when we die) Die under the moon (I hope that we die under the moon) If we die Die under the moon (Under the clouds, under the stars, dyin') And when we die, die under the moon (Die under, with a smile) Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Die under the moon [Outro: John Legend] 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-nos" Closed doors and the dead-end roads Thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God Thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God Deeper than words, they take me to church Bruises and burns, they make me stronger Make me stronger, make me stronger (Stronger, ooh, woo) Woo, ooh-ooh, ooh Thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God Thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God Thank God Yeah, yeah