Scorey
Obituaries
[Intro]
(Yeezo, shut up!)
(Oh, HicksMade this shit!)
Uh-uh, uh
Ayy

[Chorus]
Gang face like obituaries, I remember them times I'd break down at the cemetery
We was screaming out, "Free Lil' Terry", he got caught for some shit that went down the preliminary
When I die momma don't be scared for me, just make sure that my n***as carry me
Dripped in Gucci and Louis, burry me, I just wish that the streets ain't marry me
I be missing my main mans, feel depression I get in that mode and I shake cans
Let it spray like a paint can, .40 sound like a beat, when it flock he gon' break dance
He was ducking his grave man, on the book he was dissing and shit, he a brave man
He was ducking his grave man, on the book he was dissing and shit, he a brave man

[Verse]
.30 clip gon' bust lil' n***a, I would knock him on butt, make a fuck n***a dance to the beat
'Member long nights me and AT ridin' in the hills like two or three cans in the sea
R.I.P Gunz, Lil Gistay, Ray, Lil Zach, I done lost a couple friends to the streets
Glock .23 on my waist, looking for that get back, he would never see the end to the peace
I go in when its beef, ain't tryna be a friend, what you mean? I'ma put the F.N. to his tee
Up in N.Y., like the jets I be gripping on that TEC when I'm running through the field wit' my cleats
Gang shells on the set, it ain't too many of us left in this shit, it'd seem like my friends been deceased
I'm just hoping' that my friend's at peace, let's race to the end, we gon' blow a couple bands when we meet
[Chorus]
Gang face like obituaries, I remember them times I'd break down at the cemetery
We was screaming out, "Free Lil' Terry", he got caught for some shit that went down the preliminary
When I die momma don't be scared for me, just make sure that my n***as carry me
Drippin' Gucci and Louis, burry me, I just wish that the streets ain't marry me
I be missing my main mans, feel depression I get in that mode and I shake cans
Let it spray like a paint can, .40 sound like a beat, when it flock he gon' break dance
He was ducking his grave man, on the book he was dissing and shit, he a brave man
He was ducking his grave man, on the book he was dissing and shit, he a brave man