Funk Flow

[Chorus]
Let the funk flow and your mind free
'Cause this is for the Gs
Let the funk flow and your mind free
'Cause this is for the Gs

Glory Hallelujah, Lord have mercy on me
I find myself thinking 'bout my Gs
In the pen, in the grave, or wherever you're at
Pour out some liqua for my niggas 'cause there's love like that
Fire up a blunt and get high 'til the day the I die
Much love for my niggas and that's no lie
I reminisce about the days growing up in the hood
We separated for awhile but G it's still all good, you see
I'm in a different game, trying to get a little fame
Still kickin' with the fellas, ain't a damn thing changed
But if I fall short I know what I gotta do
Hit the block slanging rocks, I'm back up on my hustle fool
But until then I'm go on repaying it
Got's to make that mil fast, got's to do it my way
No disrespect but that's the way that it's gotta be
Let the funk flow 'cause this is for the Gs

[Chorus]

I remember skipping school getting drunk as a young teen
Running from the cops, slanging rocks to the dope fiends
Making money the only way that Gs could
That's the way it was growing up in the neighborhood
But things change and times goes on
Niggas get older and some just move on
Keep your head up, never let it hang down
Real Gs stand tight, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout
And to my Gs in the grave, you're dearly missed
Pour out some liqua for my niggas when I reminisce
'Cause one day I know we're gonna ride again
Still got love for my niggas in the pen
I'm down with ya through the struggle and the pain
'Cause it ain't nothin' but a mother fucking "G Thang"
So dear Lord, won't you please watch over me?
Let the funk flow 'cause this is for the Gs

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