[00:00.000] 作词 : Rex Kudo/Dwayne Carter/Sean Anderson/Dominique Jones/Ryan Vojtesak[00:01.000] 作曲 : Rex Kudo/Dwayne Carter/Sean Anderson/Dominique Jones/Ryan Vojtesak[00:04.350]Phew, phew, yeah[00:07.302]If you weigh me down then I gotta remove you[00:09.052]If you in my way, then I gotta go through you (Don, Don)[00:11.351]Look, look, look, funeral[00:14.982]I don't talk sh!t, b!tch, I do it (Huh)[00:18.796]They say, "All facts," but don't prove sh!t (Huh)[00:22.218]You in my way, need to move, b!tch (Huh)[00:25.404]Shut the f|ck up, no excuses (Huh)[00:29.088]This a win-win, swear I'm so choosy[00:31.752]Money spread on me like Boosie[00:33.372]Real ones ride for me, no cruise ship[00:35.044]I don't really sleep or take naps, no snoozin'[00:36.846]All these burners here hot, but we coolin'[00:38.283]I was playin' dumb, they was thinkin' I'm stupid[00:39.929]My accountant just called, said, "sh!t been movin'"[00:41.809]I'm 'posed to have no gun, I got two of 'em[00:43.586]I never remind a nigga what I do for 'em[00:45.127]I was dead broke, sleep on the futon[00:46.903]Now I'm up, now I'm big house, few of 'em[00:48.836]Everyday I'm lit, my life like a re-run[00:50.482]If I take your sh!t, can't give you no refund[00:52.258]Ten mil' for a deal I agree on[00:53.904]I put on for Atlanta like Deion[00:55.628]Chrome Heart glasses, I can't see 'em[00:57.274]From the apartments to an arena[00:59.050]Where that lil' boy been? I ain't seen him[01:00.879]Look at God's child drivin' the Demon[01:02.577]F|ck what you heard[01:04.013]I don't talk sh!t, b!tch, I do it (Huh)[01:07.227]They say, "All facts," but don't prove sh!t (Huh, yeah)[01:10.884]You in my way, need to move, b!tch (Yeah)[01:14.071]Shut the f|ck up, no excuses (Yeah)[01:17.806]This a win-win, swear I'm so choosy[01:20.366]Money spread on me like Boosie[01:21.803]Real ones ride for me, no cruise ship[01:23.684]Yeah, I don't talk sh!t, b!tch, I do sh!t (I do sh!t)[01:28.360]Soft top on my car like it's Jewish (It's Jewish)[01:31.808]Catch a body like Ray Lewis (Ray Lewis)[01:35.543]Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt[01:37.293]Lil Tunechi, I'm in this b!tch on the cookie like Lucious (Yeah)[01:39.331]I'm gonna sip, got that purple pollution (Yeah)[01:40.951]I get the checks and just do it no swooshes (Yeah)[01:42.622]Flex on my ex then I flex on my new b!tch (Yeah)[01:44.634]No disrespect, I bust down the noose (Yeah)[01:45.966]Put it on my neck, now my neck is a nuisance (Yeah)[01:47.873]I am a mess, I am a mutant (Yeah)[01:49.702]Bullets go through your vest like it's translucent[01:51.321]I smoke the best exclusive[01:53.280]I'm somewhere else secluded (Secluded)[01:55.004]Fly to death, and your b!tch just flew in[01:56.702]You a ref, my nigga, you blew it (You blew it)[01:58.453]I don't sketch, but the pistol, I drew it[02:00.098]Told myself to continue my duties[02:01.770]I got money from 2002, that I ain't seen since 2002[02:04.931]Me, Sean, and Brazy, my nigga, we boolin'[02:06.890]Ballin' so brazy, I dribble and shoot it[02:08.562]Just like I play for Emilio Pucci[02:10.286]I treat the Wraith like that b!tch is Suzuki[02:12.219]I need a favorite woman like The Fugees[02:13.969]It's me, Sean, and Baby, we lit as Three Stooges[02:15.693]My skate stance is goofy, my bae ass is stupid[02:17.391]No fake asses truly, I'm makin' her moon me[02:19.403]Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt[02:20.944]I don't talk sh!t, b!tch, I do it (I do it)[02:23.948]They say, "All facts," but don't prove sh!t (I knew it)[02:26.952]You in my way, need to move, b!tch (Move b!tch, huh)[02:30.609]Shut the f|ck up, no excuses (Yeah, yeah)[02:34.214]This a win-win, swear I'm so choosy (Yeah, yeah)[02:37.062]Money spread on me like Boosie[02:38.342]Real ones ride for me, no cruise ship (Yeah, yeah)[02:40.222]I don't really sleep or take naps, no snoozin' (No snoozin')[02:41.816]All of these burners here hot, but we coolin' (Yeah, snorin')[02:43.462]I was playin' dumb, they was thinkin' I'm stupid[02:45.238]My accountant just called, said, "sh!t been movin'" (Yeah)[02:48.764]I don't talk sh!t, b!tch, I do it[02:50.959]My accountant just called, said, "sh!t been movin'"[02:52.343]Fake money, should keep your two cents (That mulah)[02:55.948]Catch a body like Ray Lewis (Yeah)[02:57.960]If you weigh me down, then I gotta remove you[02:59.344]If you in my way, then I gotta go through you[03:01.094]Funeral