Funerals & Court Dates 2 - Starlito

I was out there

I spent millions of dollars

So you ain’t talkin' just to some nigga

You talkin' to somebody who was ready to die, okay?

That’s who you talking to

So you waste my time and insult me, tell me about MJ, that’s nice

There’s a whole lot of people out here

That had people give their money

Second dirty urine, then a failure to appear

Man look like he gon' have to sit in jail for 'bout a year

He was about to get a deal and that derailed his whole career

Sitting in the fucking cell like what the fuck I’m doing here?

I ain’t never did no time, hope they can’t tell I’m new in here

Say you gotta pick a side, it’s either red or blue in here

It’s too late to be scared, straight better not shed a tear

Face your fear, you a street nigga, I thought you made that clear

I might cut a guy life for all of that sheisty shit I lived through

Seen that shit so many times don’t even feel original

A t-shirt, an IG post, and a candlelight vigil

Point you out in court or identify you at the morgue, like

Oh, it is you!

Funerals and court dates too, that’s all we got to look forward to

The only time we wear a suit, it’s fucked up but yeah it’s true

Niggas dying, getting time, mamas crying, yeah what’s new?

Don’t nobody give a fuck, only person care is you

Funerals and court dates too, that’s all we got to look forward to

The only time we wear a suit, it’s fucked up but yeah it’s true

Niggas dying, getting time, mamas crying, yeah what’s new?

Don’t nobody give a fuck, only person care is you

Who gon' raise your kids homie?

Son turned to his big homie

Daughter just might run to that same nigga when she get lonely

Babies having babies, baby daddies sitting in prison

They just sentenced dog

Fifteen years of visit and fifteen minute calls

That’s where they tryna send us all

Kill us off with fentanyl

Same niggas that send you off

When it’s on they ain’t getting involved

Caught him with his drawers down

Draw down, caught him with his broad

Now it’s all out war, when y’all go out they gon' be gettin' at y’all

This shit a cycle, try to break it, I went pyscho

All my paper gettin' recycled 'cause I ain’t slavin' for no white folks

Your favorite rapper go to jail, that’s fucked up

The label probably hyped though

And they gon' break the bank if one these haters take his life, that’s right

Funerals and court dates too, that’s all we got to look forward to

The only time we wear a suit, it’s fucked up but yeah it’s true

Niggas dying, getting time, mamas crying, yeah what’s new?

Don’t nobody give a fuck, only person care is you

Funerals and court dates too, that’s all we got to look forward to

The only time we wear a suit, it’s fucked up but yeah it’s true

Niggas dying, getting time, mamas crying, yeah what’s new?

Don’t nobody give a fuck, only person care is you