Cully - Funk it Up lyrics

[Intro: Cully] Yo, Yo, Yo Cully Yo, Yo, Yo [Verse 1: Cully] Suburbia was my backdrop, but I'm tired of this Can't be a have-not when I'm liver than sh** Cats is half hot like when fire meets piss Get put out right quick in a ditch- below earth No soul search, all money and no worth You slow learn, body swimming in cold currents Got a wood burning furnace In a house in the woods with my parents Early birdies eat them worms and they totally deserve it Humble pie, never do I wonder what dessert is I'm workin' the first shift- on stage While you lurk in the curtains- not paid Wonder how many lives that hip-hop saves Do them brain dead people really got graves? I don't know, adios when I pop Bailey's And start sippin' Steal all of y'all women It's out to mars tripping Leave a big a** tip in the jar for y'all b**hes