CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Funeral
My n***as stay smoking, catch a contact at my funeral
My n***as stay smoking, catch a contact at my funeral
sh*t, I hope the f**king pews is full
Getting to this paper, sh*t, this money f**king beautiful
Time is money so I use it up
My n***as stay smoking, catch a contact at my funeral
sh*t, I hope the f**king pews is full
Getting to this paper, sh*t, this money f**king beautiful
Time is money so I use it up
I ain't even gone, sh*t I'm still rocking with you
Gone and light it up, yeah gone and pop that liquor
I ain't even gone, sh*t I'm still rocking with you
Gone and light it up, yeah gone and pop that liquor
I'm going up, come get high with me
Burn that sh*t up, turn that sh*t up
Come and fly with me, I'm going up, I'm going up
Come get high with me, burn that sh*t up, turn that sh*t up
Been a while since I spoke to the big man
Two Backwoods, six grams
The fit I want cost six grand
So n***a, I'm a ball like the 6 man
Love dark liquor, it's the sh*t, man
But I stay off half a pill just to withstand
The thought that a n***a could just
Click-Blam, then my life over like goddamn
That's why I been back to the old me
Calling shots off the jack, blowing OG
Put my b*t*h on her back, give her dope D
She never got a withdrawal, she might OD
I'm a greedy ass n***a, free 03
Me and gang like Shaq and Kobe
Me and gang like 'Bron and AD
No wonder all these pu**y n***as hate me
My n***as stay smoking, catch a contact at my funeral
sh*t, I hope the f**king pews is full
Getting to this paper, sh*t, this money f**king beautiful
I'm standing at my funeral, these pews is full, it's beautiful
This life, is there really a way to live it right
I done spent way too much time
Racing, running from these lights
Counting to make sure it's right, angry getting into fights
All this blood up on my whites, I got scuffs up on my Nikes
Money coming, it's a-ight, why we do this every night
I stay praying to the Lord to keep my family safe
Gotta chase this paper every single day
Been addicted ever since I got a taste
Heartbreaks every time my homie catch a case
Life is like a box of chocolates on display
I came up a hustler, turned into a player
I be mobbin', call up Tony for a favor
Middle finger, what I put up on a hater
I be getting higher than an elevator
I ain't gon' trust that you gon' see me later
Thank ya
Want my ashes spread from New England to Jamaica
My n***as stay smoking, catch a contact at my funeral
sh*t, I hope the f**king pews is full
Getting to this paper, sh*t, this money f**king beautiful
Time is money so I use it up
My n***as stay smoking, catch a contact at my funeral
sh*t, I hope the f**king pews is full
Getting to this paper, sh*t, this money f**king beautiful
Time is money so I use it up
My n***as stay smoking, catch a contact at my funeral
sh*t, I hope the f**king pews is full
Getting to this paper, sh*t, this money f**king beautiful
Time is money so I use it up
My n***as stay smoking, catch a contact at my funeral
sh*t, I hope the f**king pews is full
Getting to this paper, sh*t, this money f**king beautiful
Time is money so I use it up
I ain't even gone, sh*t I'm still rocking with you
Gone and light it up, yeah gone and pop that liquor
I ain't even gone, sh*t I'm still rocking with you
Gone and light it up, yeah gone and pop that liquor
I'm going up, come get high with me
Burn that sh*t up, turn that sh*t up
Come and fly with me, I'm going up, I'm going up
Come get high with me, burn that sh*t up, turn that sh*t up
Been a while since I spoke to the big man
Two Backwoods, six grams
The fit I want cost six grand
So n***a, I'm a ball like the 6 man
Love dark liquor, it's the sh*t, man
But I stay off half a pill just to withstand
The thought that a n***a could just
Click-Blam, then my life over like goddamn
That's why I been back to the old me
Calling shots off the jack, blowing OG
Put my b*t*h on her back, give her dope D
She never got a withdrawal, she might OD
I'm a greedy ass n***a, free 03
Me and gang like Shaq and Kobe
Me and gang like 'Bron and AD
No wonder all these pu**y n***as hate me
My n***as stay smoking, catch a contact at my funeral
sh*t, I hope the f**king pews is full
Getting to this paper, sh*t, this money f**king beautiful
I'm standing at my funeral, these pews is full, it's beautiful
This life, is there really a way to live it right
I done spent way too much time
Racing, running from these lights
Counting to make sure it's right, angry getting into fights
All this blood up on my whites, I got scuffs up on my Nikes
Money coming, it's a-ight, why we do this every night
I stay praying to the Lord to keep my family safe
Gotta chase this paper every single day
Been addicted ever since I got a taste
Heartbreaks every time my homie catch a case
Life is like a box of chocolates on display
I came up a hustler, turned into a player
I be mobbin', call up Tony for a favor
Middle finger, what I put up on a hater
I be getting higher than an elevator
I ain't gon' trust that you gon' see me later
Thank ya
Want my ashes spread from New England to Jamaica
My n***as stay smoking, catch a contact at my funeral
sh*t, I hope the f**king pews is full
Getting to this paper, sh*t, this money f**king beautiful
Time is money so I use it up
My n***as stay smoking, catch a contact at my funeral
sh*t, I hope the f**king pews is full
Getting to this paper, sh*t, this money f**king beautiful
Time is money so I use it up
