Funeral (feat. Legendary Flo)

I heard you cooking dope It's facing time cause it's locked up If I got the dope facing time Bitch I'm piped up He asking for too much Check his chest Yeah he mic'ed up I finna kill the nigga But I can't he gotta mic (Fuck) Gotta let it go But this nigga done ran outta luck Kill the baby and the baby mama Have that nigga stuck Now we got the drop Stuff that nigga in the caddie truck Tie that nigga up Then I give his ass a tummy tuck Young nigga started rappin Gotta stay out the way Ain't been fuckin wit no hoes They tryina set up the play I got one Oh that's yours? Bro she said you was gay That's what a nigga get For trying to feed a God damn stray Mad about a bitch you finna catch bout two, three strays I been trappin' ain't been sleep in prolly two, three days The police do a search, they finding two, three kays and a lot of weed Not for sale Straight to the face Gotta lawyer from O.P. I ain't losing no case Bought my bitch some titties just to put em all in my face Twelve flicked me in a cat Aye bro, I think they wanna race Looked up now a nigga in a high speed chase Switching lanes heavy traffic while I'm doing the dash They done called off the search A nigga moving too fast Hell yeah, fuck you thought I'm tryina get to this cash Locked in with the plug He said come get this bag Ima stack it up So I can drop this jag For my bitch Cause she can take the D with a gag She entertain you niggas but she say you really some fags What you gon do about it You don't want to head wit a tag Hitting every shot Internet got good connection This bitch not leaving me alone cause she know I'm a blessing She like it when we go out 'cause she know I keep that Wesson Or that glock nineteen Man I got a couple weapons And she ain't sitting with us Nigga this a rapper section Dumb ass Box Boyz, TTE All dat shit (MIEL) Ballin' in my Nikes (NIKES) Only go on dates Girl I can not make you wifey If you think I'm sliding Then baby girl I might be Before I wear designer I'll drip off a white tee A nigga being my competition, that's unlikely I was in a rush I made her cum before the flight leave Came up off some "And1s" These niggas foul but I still get the and one I lock shit down just like I'm Klay Thompson Don't play mate I'll still put yo ass up in Swanson I'm still a kid at heart, I drink out a purple fountain I want so much money, I need an accountant I cannot commit, Once I get the head, I'm bouncing Going to collect them old niggas on that mountain Goodfella tee, with the purple denim jeans Had ADHD but now I'm focused on my green All I want it blues, so I can stack up on some lean I ain't tryna peel my cup, but I'm fucked up off that green Bro my bitch Untouchable So why you even try? They want my hoes or break they bank trying to get this fly What you gotta know is life ain't sweet like apple pie Backstabs done cut me deep but I still managed to survive When I kiss that bitch on her red lips and I get high I tend to forget all the shit I seen with my eyes Niggas want to win but can't Compete for the prize You know you not my mans If I didn't eat with you guys Ten toes that I stand They like how did he beat the odds I didn't need no friends All I needed was Vlone Now that I got swag These bitches won't leave me alone Now that I got swag These niggas wanna be my clone Nigga when I die don't be calling me yo slime Cuz you was not around when them tears was falling down (Falling down) (Falling down) (Falling down) I don't wanna see nobody calling me they slime 'Cause you was not around when them tears was falling down