Omar Garvey - Funny How lyrics

[Intro: Omar Garvey] Woah woah woah*laughs* Yeah, funny how, bronx, NBE [Chorus: Omar Garvey] Funny how them n***as call you bro, only when they see you on the move Funny how them b**hes turn to hoes, only when they see what you could do Funny how them n***as disappear, then arriving when you rackin' loot If you not la familia you not familiar These n***as below and ain't that the truth (Ohh Noo!) [Verse 1: Omar Garvey] Wasn't trynna kick it with him then Now she always on a n***a line Send a text fresh out the shower Now i know I'm always on her mind Everybody wanna call you fam Everybody wanna ride your wave Everybody wanna be around But only down for your finer days So i asked the lord if he could point them out Know he did so i separated She gonn' do it for the hottest out and Ima roll another till I'm hella faded Whole team full of go getters Your team full of broke n***as n***as actin' holly wood with they little buzz And it made them all pretenders Shorty got a brand new bae everyday thinkin' ima cuff that Ran through by the whole crew tell me how the hell im 'spose to trust that Bust a kid on her lip then i dip told lil mama ain't no feelings here If you hit a high then a low Who ever showed up better still be there Going hard n***a f** is fear k**in' sh** and it ain't f**in' fair On the road to every dollar sign And you be talkin' bout it but ain't never there And i done told you n***as ima f**in' boss Told you b**hes ima f**in' boss Grind mode till I'm livin' large Motivation within every bar [Chorus: Omar Garvey] Funny how these n***as call you bro, only when they see you on the move Funny how these b**hes turn to hoes, only when they see what you could do Funny how these n***as disappear, then arriving when you rackin' loot If you not la familia you not familiar These n***as below and ain't that the truth (2x) [Verse 2: Omar Garvey] I remember every cold day, long nights in that notepad Keep it true so they could know its real Beast on 'em need more cash Got low cash got no cash How the hell a n***a gonn' eat I be in the lab non stop tell me how the n***a gonn' sleep Gave the mic to him then he preached Now they always want the kid to speak Every verse soundin' like a speech Go and get it being lazy weak She know that know we just be only f**ing Throw a title at him hoe your bugging Got her busting all because a n***a stunting Have her puffin till she got concussions Money flowing in not stopping anytime soon Got eyes on him when he ride through When he fly through he be so high In the sky and in the mind too n***a you ain't seeing my crew Bronx lookin' like cheat code That's because we all stack up sh** is easy like a free throw How you only bring 3 bottles, tell lil mama that we need more n***as thinking that they seeing me, buddy you need more people All i know is how to boss up, you and i are not equal This only the prequel [Chorus: Omar Garvey] Funny how these n***as call you bro, only when they see you on the move Funny how these b**hes turn to hoes, only when they see what you could do Funny how these n***as disappear, then arriving when you rackin' loot If you not la familia you not familiar These n***as below and ain't that the truth (2x)