Funk Lyrics

Shit start working better when I kept it basic

Started making more than what I estimated

Nah, I can't be marinating in this devastation

If I do then I won't make it to my destination

Man, the doctor said I coulda died from complications

Seen the other side of life, I seen the monsters waiting

The monsters fuck wimme cuz I'm the bridge 'tween God and Satan

But I'm not special that's a gift in every homosapien

Don't say Big HAN never gave you niggas information

Cuz that's a lie and I might sue you all for defamation

And if you white, I'll sue you twice cuz I need reparations

For all my DNA of family that you decimated

Hop up out the V with all the weed that's in the trunk

In a Russian whores crib that just smells like"what the fuck"

Hoping that I cover up the smell with two shots and a blunt

But, that ain't kill the funk

Out here smelling like a skunk

Getting all these baggies off while all the homies getting drunk

Hustle different, I envisioned seven figures in a month

When I finally get the cream, they all gon say"Who woulda thunk"

Me bitch