RealYungPhil - Comedy lyrics
[RealYungPhil - Comedy lyrics]
You ain't talkin dead guys
Then don't talk to me
I walk around wit dead guys
It feel like niggas hauntin me
I'm mister walk around with hundreds
They thought I just won the lottery
Playin with my hundreds
We gon end up on your property
And I could get you gone for free
Run up, that choppa speak
Honestly, who hard as me
He said he get money
But that sound just like a lie to me
These niggas my sons, I see them
They see a lot of me that shit like comedy
That shit is jokes
You run up and that choppa blow
It hit ya nose
It ain't shit boy you could get exposed
Choppa make em hit the folks
She like "Phil you in ya glow"
Wait, I know
I know, I know, I know that nigga broke
I see that boy don't get no money
That shit pitiful ok, I ride with the same
Gang til the transmission blow
And how you say you love the money
You don't get it though
I'm tryna hop up out that jet
You broke and can't get no respect
Play with my gang, you gettin stretched
I ball like New Jersey Nets
Ain't talkin money, nigga you could step
Choppa make a nigga 1, 2 step
You are not gang nigga, you a
Oh you want smoke? Say less
I told ya bitch to come and show sum
I told 12 that I don't know nun
I told 16 to roll up
I told 60 I can't fold up
I'm with funds the way he poured up
Oh you got robbed? So what?
In a foreign doing donuts
They said "Phil you boutta go up"
Bitch you knew that
You stupid if you didn't
You talk down on my brothers
I could turn you to a pendant
My bro out with a Smith &
And he don't leave no witness
Like grow up, you be kiddin
Headshot knock off his fitted
Stepback when he shoot that
Have the gang with me but you knew that
Money on my mind like a durag
I should go and get a money durag
I'm cappin, but you know what I mean
I'm bendin blocks with choppas
Sito, he shoot like he Gio
You ain't talkin dead guys
Then don't talk to me
I walk around wit dead guys
It feel like niggas hauntin me
I'm mister walk around with hundreds
They thought I just won the lottery
Playin with my hundreds
We gon end up on your property
And I could get you gone for free
Run up, that choppa speak
Honestly, who hard as me
He said he get money
But that sound just like a lie to me
These niggas my sons, I see them
They see a lot of me that shit like comedy
Then don't talk to me
I walk around wit dead guys
It feel like niggas hauntin me
I'm mister walk around with hundreds
They thought I just won the lottery
Playin with my hundreds
We gon end up on your property
And I could get you gone for free
Run up, that choppa speak
Honestly, who hard as me
He said he get money
But that sound just like a lie to me
These niggas my sons, I see them
They see a lot of me that shit like comedy
That shit is jokes
You run up and that choppa blow
It hit ya nose
It ain't shit boy you could get exposed
Choppa make em hit the folks
She like "Phil you in ya glow"
Wait, I know
I know, I know, I know that nigga broke
I see that boy don't get no money
That shit pitiful ok, I ride with the same
Gang til the transmission blow
And how you say you love the money
You don't get it though
I'm tryna hop up out that jet
You broke and can't get no respect
Play with my gang, you gettin stretched
I ball like New Jersey Nets
Ain't talkin money, nigga you could step
Choppa make a nigga 1, 2 step
You are not gang nigga, you a
Oh you want smoke? Say less
I told ya bitch to come and show sum
I told 12 that I don't know nun
I told 16 to roll up
I told 60 I can't fold up
I'm with funds the way he poured up
Oh you got robbed? So what?
In a foreign doing donuts
They said "Phil you boutta go up"
Bitch you knew that
You stupid if you didn't
You talk down on my brothers
I could turn you to a pendant
My bro out with a Smith &
And he don't leave no witness
Like grow up, you be kiddin
Headshot knock off his fitted
Stepback when he shoot that
Have the gang with me but you knew that
Money on my mind like a durag
I should go and get a money durag
I'm cappin, but you know what I mean
I'm bendin blocks with choppas
Sito, he shoot like he Gio
You ain't talkin dead guys
Then don't talk to me
I walk around wit dead guys
It feel like niggas hauntin me
I'm mister walk around with hundreds
They thought I just won the lottery
Playin with my hundreds
We gon end up on your property
And I could get you gone for free
Run up, that choppa speak
Honestly, who hard as me
He said he get money
But that sound just like a lie to me
These niggas my sons, I see them
They see a lot of me that shit like comedy