Eulogy

[Intro]
(Wow)
(Lets get it now)
(Real angels see)
(Trapoholic)

[Verse 1]
Margelus nd' ballinci's, designer my swag
Main focus is to go get the bag
All that doubtin' just been makin' me mad, I drag bitches that you wish you can have
I hit Lenix, (?) for tags
I want it, I got it, put it in the bag
Bro caught a body then that (?) gettin' tagged
They came round, juss' put him in the bag
Watchin' out for the fake niggas, can't hang around with no snake niggas
Niggas two-faced doin' too much, get you jammed up
Boy I hate niggas
In my own lane, doin' my own thing
ACS got my own gang
Niggas called you bitch so damn much, you prolly forgot your own damn name
I'm wavy, I'm wavy, I'm crazy, I'm stupid
Fuck love, I ain't- try me cupid
Bad bitch, come around nd' we oopid
By myself on a mission, I couped it
Hadda chill, I was livin' too ruthless
Fuck talkin', boy I bet that we prove it
Lovin' thots, boy you lookin' foolish
Only let her comе around for amusement
No clowns can evеr come around, I been down bad but I'm livin' now
All the hating smiles turn to a frown, cuz the money almost to the ceilin' now
Nd' my bag bitch, how I'm feelin' now
Nd' fuck whoever ain't feelin' me, left a bitch alone, she went hella crazy, you'll never meet a nigga real as me
I choose actions over words nigga, so I do the most and juss' say less
Niggas talkin' big, gettin' little games, whole account smaller than a paycheck
Bought my own whip, bought my own crib, ain't too much that I ain't did
Nigga pulled a pistol nd' I ain't flinch, I ain't playin' tough, I juss' ain't scared
What happened too him?
Well he ain't live
But that ain't got nothing to do with me
(Mmm-mmm)
See imma just speak to you truthfully nd' there ain't shit that these niggas can do with me
(Mmm-mmm)
Don't none of these bitches be fooling me
(Mmm-mmm)
Don't come around me with the foolery
(Mmm-mmm)
Played too much, got touched up, now your family read, nd' you're eulogy nigga

[Outro]
(Bow)
(Real angels see)