Midday - Craig Xen, wifisfuneral

Hey Cris, fuck you

We here

I feel the hit in there, aye, bitch

Yeah, bitch, yeah yeah

Alright, we gotta keep that one, that was perfect

Yeah yeah, yeah, ayy, oh, yeah yeah

Alright, ayy

Yeah yeah, ayy

Yeah, ayy

Ayy, I can’t stress the fucking fact, how much I hate my fuckin' life (woo)

Drag myself through the days, fade, burn my soul just like a light (okay)

I was on my fuckin' way, straight, dodgin' 12 and divin' (okay)

Can’t let them know that this bag on me (ayy)

Bitches, they claim that they vouch for me (woo)

Where was you at in the cell, was sleep (woo)

I was in hell, living drastically (okay)

Stomp on his neck like a kick on the beat (woo)

I came for Cris when I opened the scene (yeah, yeah)

Now I gotta pull up with my bitch in the drop top

Got two cars on my neck, where’s the parking lot

Where’s my competition?

This shit too easy, when a nigga gotta rap, ayy

Chop them shits then pick and roll

Your bitch on my totem pole

Hit up Craig, get them racks, that’s all she wrote

P. S. like from hell with a wish so well

I wake up in the morning, niggas hatin' already

I ain’t do shit to nobody, I keep my focus steady

Copacetic how I’m trying to keep my life with these problems

Keep piling up, cause I’m high up enough, they got a price on my body

I’m like «Fuck 'em» (what)

Back to the cash if a nigga really wanna come bust me

Ayy, you didn’t touch me (for real)

Do all that shit that you said you would do if you saw me

Ayy, you prolly (what)

Jealous 'cause I’m in the extra shit you been talkin'

It didn’t stop me

I kept on hustlin', now hunnids don’t fit in my wallet

Money bag, money bag, hunnid bands in

Smile on my face 'cause a young nigga livin'

'Member I was broke, but its been a lil' minute

Hatin' on me, leave a hatin' nigga livid

Money bag, money bag, hunnid bands in

Smile on my face leave a hatin' nigga livid

'Member I was broke but it’s been a lil'-

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck

Wake up in the morning, niggas hatin' already

We ain’t do shit to nobody, we keep our focus steady

Copacetic how we tryna keep our life with these problems

Keep pilin' up, 'cause we high up enough, we got a price on our bodies (God

damn)