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King Chip
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Fresh At My Funeral
feat. Chevy Woods & GLC
[Verse 1:King Chip]
King Chip up in this ho
Fresh about the liquor store
Swagging, if you didn't know
Yeah, I bet them bitches known
Throwing niggas straight out the hood on Wikipedia
King Chip, fucking lonely up in the media
Straight up out the ghetto with the knowledge of an oracle
Most these rap niggers is some ho's, how the story go
Up until age 19, I was very pot'
Strong at selling raps [ - ]'bout the ghetto folks
St. Clair Ave, that's where you get your head buzz
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Seen alot of shit, but when I was young i never said much
Only if I knew you, would I be all on some cool shit
Seen alot of my nigga's dead on the pool pit
I could get my hands on the blam in a heartbeat
Only when you had your fair of death, do you start beef
I'd seen some nigga's, getting hundred like some fucking [ - ]
Wonder why I have no heart, that's all I known for all my years
Nigga's know, make it out my hood on some rap shit
Therefore, I am legend living fantastic
If you roll a nice one, motherfucker pass it
Light my air max up before you drop the casket
If you roll a nice one, motherfucker pass it
Light my air max up before you drop the casket
[Verse 2: GLC]
GLC, the airs on mister visionary
Seen my face next to his, I am in a dictionary
These pussy ass lames they just can't compare me
My bitches they just don't complain when you got a Chevy
I was 16 when I got a Chevy,
Came up from a partout of fucking heavy
Gospel, talk to apostoles
Who you know that who shit and fuck like [ - ]
I know, the truth will get you goofy nigga's
Holding nigga's balls, y'all some groupie nigga's
Flexing definition, riding hoopty nigga's
[ - ]I be manifesting [ - ]sushi nigga
Cool out, that silk shit I rule out
Chip got it cracking out in Cleveland, so I flew out
Got these hoes going down low, like the [ - ]out
I'm about that money and the power, what is you 'bout
[Verse 3: Chevy Woods]
I'm balling' just like John Walk
Bitch, call me the wizard!
Couple years before, you know a nigga had that wizard
White T from the corner store was my shizard
Breaking angles, cross serve, I know that'
Fresh from the' smell the things while I was chilling
I was smoking Kush up in the hotels in Michigan
Where you think I came from? Lil niggas passing town
When you hear G speak, hurry up,
All we do is cash checks, I'll be in them' Jacks
Ten in the rubber banks, no less, I need 90 packs
Blend up an old nigga, tell the ' is fully you
What's your point dumb ass? You ain't never try to shoot!
Niggas saying' play something'
Pussy niggas, what your bet? nigga, I don't need a price.
I keep it' nigga, but it's weekend
Ship said it got it popping, quit traffic, Clevland
[Outro:]
Light my air, light my air bags up before you
Light my air bags up before you
Light my air bags up before you
Light the casket!
Light my air bags
Light my air bags
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[Verse 1: King Chip]
Yeah
King Chip up in this hoe
Fresh up out the liquor store
Swagging, if you didn't know
Yeah, I bet them bitches know
Throw a nigga straight out the hood on Wikipedia
King Chip, you fucking lonely all up in the media
Straight up out the ghetto with the knowledge of a oracle
Most these rap niggas is some hoes, how the story go
Up until age 19, I was very po'
Started selling raps moved right up out the ghetto fo'
St. Claire Ave, yeah that's where you get your head bust
Seen a lot of shit, but I was young i never said much
Only if I knew you, would I be all on some cool shit
Seen alot of my niggas dead on the bull pit
I could get my hands on the blam in a heartbeat
Only when you have no fear of death, do you start beef
I done seen some niggas get hunted like some fucking deer
Wonder why I have no heart, that's all I known for all my years
Niggas don't make it out my hood on no rap shit
Therefore, I am legend living fantastic
If you rolled a nice one, motherfucker pass it
Light my air mags up before you drop the casket
Yeah, King Chip!
If you rolled a nice one, motherfucker pass it
Light my air mags up before you drop the casket
[Verse 2: GLC]
GLC The ISM is a visionary
Seen my face next to ISM in the dictionary
These pussy ass lames they just can't compare me
My bitches don't complain when they got a Chevy
I was 16 when I got a Chevy,
Came up from a pak to a fucking heavy
Gospel, talk to apostles
Who you know that knew that shit and fuck like Costco
I know, the truth about you goofy niggas
Holding nigga's balls, y'all some groupie niggas
Flexing and finessing riding hoopty niggas
I be manifesting maxin' sushi nigga!
Cool out, that simp shit I rule out
Chip got it cracking out in Cleveland, so I flew out
Got these hoes going down low like a luau
I'm about that money and the power, what is you 'bout?
ISM!
[Bridge]
Let me learn until the day I pass
And let me be each day fresher than the last
And let my son be king
As the blunt burns I swear truth over the Earth
[Verse 3: Chevy Woods]
I'm balling' just like John Wall
Bitch call me the wizard!
Couple years ago you know a nigga had that wizard
White T from the corner store was my shizzur
Breaking ankles, crossover, I know that it hizzur
Fresh from the corners, know the fiends house I was chilling
I was smoking kush up in them hotels in Michigan
What you think I came for? Little niggas pressed for time
Want you hear G speak? Hurry up, press rewind
All we do is cash checks, I be in them bojacks
Ten in the rubber band, no less, I need 90 packs
Blind up an old nigga, tell me what you schooling you
With your point guard ass, you ain't never tryna to shoot
Niggas say it with your chest, play something that I'm nice
Pussy nigga what's your bet? Nigga, I don't need the price
I keep the Pittsburg nigga, but this weekend…
Chip said he got it popping, quick drive to Cleveland
[Hook]
Light up my air mags up before you drop the casket
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