Funeral

Rollin' like a Skater, dealin' Cocaine, Paper. Rollin' like a skater, dealin' cocaine, Paper. Rollin' Platinum player, gold cages, My manual labor. Labels try to sign us, You a basic hater. Haters hatin', we get money, prosper creators. Goin' fast, switchin' gears, move over. Motors rollin', you can see my eyes are so Solar. Hoes on my dick, brown eyes, Bipolar. See this what the fucker said, Perfect controller. They say success is the best revenge. Now watch me come up in boutique clothes I'm In. It all had to begin, coaches spin like A backflip. Pen price tagged to your ass and I'ma sell it. Mosh pits and mashups, We rebel it. Been trails, dip trails, Still a fuckin' cokehead. You don't wanna know what the fuck I spent Cheese on. First class, V6, probably all been wrong. I don't fuck with it, no serial shit. We get choppers, tech gats, bustin' shots, Then quit. Money can buy you freedom, Blood, not the respect. You's a sellout, broken faces all that you get. Hands up, bitch, NBA chase, takin' over. Fuck your bitch, paintin' her face, demons at your Fuckin' shoulder. You showed up opel, hearts pumpin' Like hell. Don't mess with us, listen to the What the fucker tell. You gon' go to Hell? Yeah, you too. You gon' overdose? Yeah, you too. Brains out on the floors? Yeah, you too. Okay, everybody see the funeral. You gon' go to Hell? Yeah, you too. You gon' overdose? Yeah, you too. Brains out on the floors? Yeah, you too. Okay, everybody go see the funeral. Rollin' like a skater, dealin' cocaine, Paper. Rollin' like a skater, dealin' cocaine, Paper. Rollin' like a skater, paper. Rollin' like a skater, dealin' cocaine, Paper. Rollin' like a skater, dealin' Rollin' a Skater, dealin' cocaine, paper. I put acid on, higher division, Too mad division. I gotta split it, Flows prolific, paper will get at. Been there, done that, your bitch is so mad And she is so flat. The picture so bad, don't fuck with AJ. Cockin' AK, ferry name Jay. Ready to spray, sippin' gin and OJ. The genuine flow, smash your fuckin' face to the Floor. Give me some more of this shit, I'm Goin' dumb, bitch, let go. You gon' go to Hell? Yeah, you too. You gon' overdose? Yeah, you too. Brains out on the floors? Yeah, you too. Okay, everybody go see the funeral. You gon' go to Hell? Yeah, you too. You gon' overdose? Yeah, you too. Brains out on the floors? Yeah, you too. Okay, everybody go see the funeral.