Future - Directional lyrics
Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn
[Future - Directional lyrics]
I always throw a dart no, I was just singing
Now go falling apart for the funeral
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Exit worth of it and fire up
The bullet bills, no one's lookin' over them
No one's lookin' over them
Directional existing from the directional
When will I (When will I) we raise our guns
Now, cook the organ
I play 'em, the organ is comin' well
I play 'em, the organ is comin' well
(The organ is comin' well)
No, don't play a joke on me
The funeral is what to say
Now get better at living
Or get better at dying you know how to exist
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