Funeral (Remix)

[Hook: Shy Glizzy]

I want all shooters at my funeral

Only real niggas at my funeral

It’s gonna be 10000 bitches at my funeral

Niggas gonna have them pistols at my funeral

Its gone be some superstars at my funeral

Driving in exotic cars to my funeral

Niggas that whip that brick of hard at my funeral

You might get your ass robbed at my funeral

[Verse 1: Shy Glizzy]

They tell me stay up out the streets niggas trying to end me

This all I know I was born with this shit in me

But I don’t leave the house if I ain't got a semi

My niggas ain't pouring no remy, they don’t even drink Remy

I'm all around the globe, just me and Benny

We couting benji's bitch we bout to cop some Bentley's

Bentleys, just to be specific

Shoulda seen this bitch I had last night, she so terrific

And she know I’m a fucking menace

She look like Taraji P Henson

Bury me in all white linen

I Bet you they won’t say a pussy did it

[Hook: Shy Glizzy]

[Verse 2: Shy Glizzy]

I'm thinking about my granny, her name is Ann

Just lost her daughter and her son did not become a man

God damn, everybody love miss Ann

But she done been through so much pain, that she don’t give a damn

Gotta stay strong for my fam, I made myself a man

But If i don’t, who the fuck gonna take care of my fam

My uncle in a wheelchair, I’m trying to get him a lam

Momma keep talking about her bills, that's why I'm out here hustling?

I ain't stunt on these niggas like I really wanna

I ain't fuck all these bitches that I really wanna

I don’t see these bitch niggas just like Stevie Wonder

When I die all I want is…

[Hook: Shy Glizzy]

[Verse 3: Jeezy]

Might see Farrakhan at my funeral

I swear to God, you might see god at my funeral

20 mill in my will, yeah that's for my son

20 years straight, yeah bitch I had a run

Zero reserved for all my old bitches

They know I had that Rollie on in my old pictures

Straight from her auntie, you that she gon' cry a river

Drink so much that she gon' probably need a liver

Might see Fab, Young Buck, Boosie, my nigga Meek

My jeweler in this bitch he lookin' like the Sheikh

Thank God I paid all my mama’s house

Cause in my grave I don’t wanna hear my mama mouth

Try to assassinate me just like JFK

Red bones at my funeral might see Lisa Ray

Weigh it when it wet, because it weigh better

Drive the Lamb to the jects just like Mayweather

Remember me like Malcolm X or Martin Luther

Big clear in the cut [?]

Might just see some niggas I served a couple splits

Might just see some niggas I served a couple bricks

I love my momma she came walk without a cane

Lookin' to the high I see her joy and her pain

Put some M's in the trust fund for my daughter

Quarter mill with the Pyrex and the water

TIP gon' be up here, he gon' say a speech

Tell you how I loved the money, never chased the freaks

Kept sayin' the Aventador, Hoodrich to Ross

Came to pay respect you might just see Hov and B

[Hook: Shy Glizzy]