Av8Sin - Funeral Service Lyrics

Young
Its gon' be some slow singing
And flower bringing
Funeral service
Lets bow our heads

All that shit you be talking we came to shut it down
Shut it down yea we came to shut it down
Like a pitcher on the mound we came to shut it down
Shut it down yea we came to shut it down
Shut it down yea we came to shut it down
Shut it down yea we came to shut it down
Shut it down yea we came to shut it down
Like a pitcher on the mound we came to shut it down

Tensions high niggas need attention why
Mention me I serve 'em up like lemon pie
If you touch him bet the nigga testify
Niggas pussy like the Caitlyn Jenner guy
Jumping off the roof the way we let them fly
Ya laundry niggas hang 'em up and let them dry
I write these bars feelin like im loaded lux
We used to battle on the roof the loser had to jump
Yeaaaaaaa you gon get this work nigga
My young-ins give a f*ck bout wat you worth nigga
Corny nigga always been a corny nigga
Even with money you still corny nigga
Real niggas never really have to worry
Acting like u a bitch you must be tyler perry
Av8 we plane but we aint playing shit
Word to Aye bay bay i hurricane shit

All that shit you be talking we came to shut it down
Shut it down yea we came to shut it down
Like a pitcher on the mound we came to shut it down
Shut it down yea we came to shut it down
Shut it down yea we came to shut it down
Shut it down yea we came to shut it down
Shut it down yea we came to shut it down
Like a pitcher on the mound we came to shut it down

Tensions high niggas still faking tho
Mohamed said he muslim eating bacon tho
Aint no love in streets so wat u hating for
You Smoking good but smell like its oregano
This the danger zone I bet you all the agents know
Tryna make it out boy this aint the way to go
Criminal this my Ronald Reagan flow
Word to Biggie and Jigga nigga i love the doe
Ya that counterfeit buy a quarter ounce to flip
Its petty cuz Ya profit like pennys when u count the shit
I chase the money wanting high amounts of it
Nigga i need Accountants to count me in
Where hating and jealousy is the only Sin
My brodies b mashin they tryna get the win
Count to 10 bring the crew get them in
Nick Cannon these twins will spit on everything

All that shit you be talking we came to shut it down
Shut it down yea we came to shut it down
Like a pitcher on the mound we came to shut it down
Shut it down yea we came to shut it down
Shut it down yea we came to shut it down
Shut it down yea we came to shut it down
Shut it down yea we came to shut it down
Like a pitcher on the mound we came to shut it down

Yeaaaaaa
Tensions high what you niggas mad for
Its all love what you got ya mask for
Why you throwing punches with a glass jaw
You gettin something you asked for