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conversations.value: Write me a song called Die Young with the following description: Die Young is the final track on Chinx’s posthumous debut album. it’s a very cryptic track dealing with dying young by getting caught up in the street life of selling drugs and gun violence.
  The artists also detail spending their money and enjoying life because they don’t expect it to be a long one.
  The track features French Montana, who was Chinx’s mentor and friend, as well as French’s brother Zack and Riot Squad member MeetSims on the hook. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Chorus: Meet Sims]
  If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
  Probably die as a young nigga
  Probably die as a young nigga
  If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
  Probably die as a young nigga
  Probably die as a young nigga
  [Post-Chorus: French Montana]
  If I die, just look into the sky
  I ain’t even gon’ lie, tell my niggas don’t cry bout nothing
  Oh, Montana
  If there’s something on my mind, I was busy tryna find
  I was drunk getting high with my guys didn't care 'bout nothing
  Whoa
  [Verse 1: French Montana]
  Ever since the first hit me up, I wasn't supposed to live
  Still on the block getting money where I’m supposed to live
  Want to see my casket shine on mama’s front row
  Tears in her eyes, heart bleeding, the boy have to go
  I can see Puff telling Ross, Yela was a legend
  I can see my baby mama mad at every freshman
  And I’d be mad
  Turning up for my nigga till they put me in the casket [Chorus: Meet Sims]
  If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
  Probably die as a young nigga
  Probably die as a young nigga
  If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
  Probably die as a young nigga
  Probably die as a young nigga
  [Post-Chorus: French Montana]
  If I die, just look into the sky
  I ain’t even gon’ lie, tell my niggas don’t cry bout nothing
  If there’s something on my mind, I was busy tryna find
  I was drunk getting high with my guys didn't care 'bout nothing
  [Verse 2: CokeBoy Zack]
  Suckas hating, we just some young niggas
  Out the bottom, got it from crumbs nigga
  Now it’s 250 in the slum nigga
  Pocket full and this shit for fun nigga
  Say never know
  All this shit a nigga seen, I’ll never fold
  May never know
  Niggas claiming like a lawyer, probably telling though
  Young niggas out here let the blammer go
  Mixing mud with the smoke, I’m paranoid
  Got a couple kittens that’s down to go
  And when they cum I’ll be there mining coal
  Suckas living a lie
  Out here blessing all my niggas and I’m living the life
  Got a couple foreign bitches and they put up a fight
  If I told you what I know I’m probably doing a life
  Fuck these fuck niggas, we don’t run with em
  Hating bitches, man I’m done with em
  Live fast and die young nigga
  Know the consequences come with it [Chorus: Meet Sims]
  If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
  Probably die as a young nigga
  Probably die as a young nigga
  If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
  Probably die as a young nigga
  Probably die as a young nigga
  [Verse 3: Chinx]
  Look, rose up out that dirt wearing holy clothes
  Most niggas love to hate you, man you don’t need those niggas
  How we gon’ cleanse our body of these sins?
  When our only concern was re-ing up and riding rims
  Sold white that wasn’t good for cooking
  Teacher used to say that I’d amount to nothing (stupid bitch)
  Kept the work up in that kitchen covered
  Whipped it like I baked it in that easy oven
  Everybody pick their poison, Islamic or Christian
  Buddhas to Jewish, every religion is Judas
  Nigga due to all my circumstances
  Had no choice but roll the dice, had to take them chances
  Till my homies leave the can they just tuna fish
  New money orders for the fam, just get through the shit
  Youngins dying nowadays dressed up in the ghetto
  The struggle up out the system, these crackers turn you to Gepetto
  I’m loading up in that hoopty to catch a 187
  I flipped and got me a Rolex, preacher got the same Bezel
  What the fuck, some nights I couldn’t sleep cause Satan woke me up
  Been through shit that make you cry, have you choking up
  Find yourself in the darkest places loading them nines
  Tryna grip your mind, searching, you search what you find
  Came up with jack shit up out that wishing well
  Left with this black skin and a digital scale
  I pray I be ok when I grow up a little bigger
  If I don’t, tell my babies daddy was a real nigga [Chorus: Meet Sims]
  If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
  Probably die as a young nigga
  Probably die as a young nigga
  If I die-ie-ie-ie-ie
  Probably die as a young nigga
  Probably die as a young nigga