Don't Kome 2 My Funeral
Cold for you here and now
So let me hold both your hands in the holes of my sweater
Cold for you here and now
So let me hold both of your hands in the holes of my sweater
Ay, uh
The streets broke my heart nigga, a thousand times (it gets tricky, nigga)
So you better watch your back on that frontline
Ain't gotta be asked, still pop out when it's crunch time
Being selfish to my kids is not respectable (so don't go, nigga)
I got my weapon through
But if I die tonight, Man Man and Diamond, J, I love you too (step up)
Ah nigga, just keep on steppin' through
Got a message for them side hoes, bitch, I hate you too (bitch, I hate you)
Nikki all I need
And I ain't talkin' 'bout Minaj, but she gon' go for me
I'm sorry 'bout the pain I put you through mentally
'Cause I know deep down inside, you ain't forgiving me
And cuddy knowin' I'm a killer, he ain't forgetting me
Bend that one block, you ain't gotta tell my ass to squeeze
Mama ain't raise me like this but I been doin' thangs
Took that one L, now blow the 5 up to smithereens (sucker K, nigga)
They ain't outside, we need to try harder (bend the block, nigga)
Whole gang fancy shooters, we the Globetrotters
We the niggas around this bitch, you a Peter Parker
You big dog with no bite, you gon' keep barkin'? (Stop the capping, nigga)
Free the thugs, nigga (oree the thugs)
What's the matter, nigga? on my mama, get you splattered, nigga (on 21, nigga)
Heard a sucka got popped, he in Saturn, nigga (ay)
You ain't 2-1 if you ain't sat a nigga, ay
All my life I been a fuck up
Already know I'm goin' to hell, shut the fuck up (ayy, ayy)
Run around with chopstick, fuck some nunchucks
Sucka K, I feel like Durk, nigga, ha-ha (sucka K, nigga)
Ha-ha
Ha-ha
Nigga, ha-ha
Want me dead, ha-ha
Even if I was, ha-ha
Nigga, I'm the man, ha-ha
Nigga, nigga, ay (ay, uh)
The streets broke my heart, nigga, a thousand times (ay, ay)
So you better watch your back, on that frontline (on that frontline)
Ain't gotta be asked, still pop out when it's crunch time
Being selfish to my kids is not respectable (it's not respectable)
I got my weapon through
But if I die tonight, Man Man and Diamond, J, I love you too (step up, nigga)
Nigga, just keep on steppin' through (step up, nigga)
Got a message for them side hoes, bitch, I hate you too (bitch, I hate you)
I got my weapon through
I really don't care lately too
So let me hold both your hands in the holes of my sweater
Cold for you here and now
So let me hold both of your hands in the holes of my sweater
Ay, uh
The streets broke my heart nigga, a thousand times (it gets tricky, nigga)
So you better watch your back on that frontline
Ain't gotta be asked, still pop out when it's crunch time
Being selfish to my kids is not respectable (so don't go, nigga)
I got my weapon through
But if I die tonight, Man Man and Diamond, J, I love you too (step up)
Ah nigga, just keep on steppin' through
Got a message for them side hoes, bitch, I hate you too (bitch, I hate you)
Nikki all I need
And I ain't talkin' 'bout Minaj, but she gon' go for me
I'm sorry 'bout the pain I put you through mentally
'Cause I know deep down inside, you ain't forgiving me
And cuddy knowin' I'm a killer, he ain't forgetting me
Bend that one block, you ain't gotta tell my ass to squeeze
Mama ain't raise me like this but I been doin' thangs
Took that one L, now blow the 5 up to smithereens (sucker K, nigga)
They ain't outside, we need to try harder (bend the block, nigga)
Whole gang fancy shooters, we the Globetrotters
We the niggas around this bitch, you a Peter Parker
You big dog with no bite, you gon' keep barkin'? (Stop the capping, nigga)
Free the thugs, nigga (oree the thugs)
What's the matter, nigga? on my mama, get you splattered, nigga (on 21, nigga)
Heard a sucka got popped, he in Saturn, nigga (ay)
You ain't 2-1 if you ain't sat a nigga, ay
All my life I been a fuck up
Already know I'm goin' to hell, shut the fuck up (ayy, ayy)
Run around with chopstick, fuck some nunchucks
Sucka K, I feel like Durk, nigga, ha-ha (sucka K, nigga)
Ha-ha
Ha-ha
Nigga, ha-ha
Want me dead, ha-ha
Even if I was, ha-ha
Nigga, I'm the man, ha-ha
Nigga, nigga, ay (ay, uh)
The streets broke my heart, nigga, a thousand times (ay, ay)
So you better watch your back, on that frontline (on that frontline)
Ain't gotta be asked, still pop out when it's crunch time
Being selfish to my kids is not respectable (it's not respectable)
I got my weapon through
But if I die tonight, Man Man and Diamond, J, I love you too (step up, nigga)
Nigga, just keep on steppin' through (step up, nigga)
Got a message for them side hoes, bitch, I hate you too (bitch, I hate you)
I got my weapon through
I really don't care lately too
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Writer(s): Jesse Desa, Thizzler On The Roof
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