Dearly Departed

[Intro: ShooterGang Kony]

Ayy

[Verse 1: ShooterGang Kony]

A crown of thorns what they crowned me with

Thuggin' 'til the bounty hit

Woofin' on the dead, gon' get you next, I can't allow the shit

I done watched my family base they love on the amount I send

That ain't love, how the fuck I'm 'posed to drown in it?

You be insecure about yourself, so you just clown the bitch

In front of us, and then you wonder why she quick to switch

Niggas swore to God that they the realest, but they fake as shit

Got a problem, say the shit, they know who they playin' with

Quick to take a loss, it takes so long to try to build a bridge

Let alone crossin' it, I be with these politics

I'ma buy the hammers, it don't matter what the prices is

Give it to the shooters, now we brothers 'cause I like his wrist

I remember days when we was smilin', it's no life in this

Someone should've told me stay at home, but this the life I get

They gave my brother double digits 'cause the driver snitched

In that room, you start to think, but ain't no lights in it

[Chorus: ShooterGang Kony]

Take a moment for the dearly departed, we livin' heartless

Jackets never stopped the rain, prison was our college

Could've made it out, but we ain't have the proper knowledge

Hard to count the digits on these checks that I deposit

Check when we in trouble, they ain't check when we was bothered

He died a gang member, he should've went to Harvard

I ain't even try out for the team, but I'm a starter

Tryna be a dad, but I ain't even have a father

Easy livin' ruthless when you coping with the pain

I just got some money from her, I ain't know her name

Labeled a statistic 'cause they say we all the same

Promises the worst, 'cause it be pouring when it rain

Balance being optimistic when you hate the game

Running from my family roots, almost shook the name

We can tell he never really cried 'cause he complain

Hard to top the pain that was waitin' with the fame

[Verse 2: Mozzy]

Ayy, they don't understand the kind of love I got for 'em

Never let my nephew bang 'cause it's not for him

Go get some guala, then you pull up in that drop foreign

I'm one of the reasons why it's killers off the block tourin'

After Deray death, the hood heart was torn

Have you ever felt responsible for lettin' 'em score?

Mental note, I gotta fuck around with Fletcher more

Twenty years and some change since I been reppin' Fourth

My condolence to the family of the victim

He took someone that I love, I understand how much you miss him

Yeah, my condolence to the family of the victim

He took someone that I love, I understand how much you miss him, nigga

[Chorus: ShooterGang Kony]

Take a moment for the dearly departed, we livin' heartless

Jackets never stopped the rain, prison was our college

Could've made it out, but we ain't have the proper knowledge

Hard to count the digits on these checks that I deposit

Check when we in trouble, they ain't check when we was bothered

He died a gang member, he should've went to Harvard

I ain't even try out for the team, but I'm a starter

Tryna be a dad, but I ain't even have a father

Easy livin' ruthless when you coping with the pain

I just got some money from her, I ain't know her name

Labeled a statistic 'cause they say we all the same

Promises the worst, 'cause it be pouring when it rain

Balance being optimistic when you hate the game

Running from my family roots, almost shook the name

We can tell he never really cried 'cause he complain

Hard to top the pain that was waitin' with the fame