Wifisfuneral - Midday lyrics

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Wifisfuneral - Midday lyrics

[Intro: wifisfuneral] Hey Cris, f** you We here I feel the hit in there, aye, b**h Yeah, b**h, 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 [Verse 1: wifisfuneral] Ayy, I can't stress the f**ing fact, how much I hate my f**in' life (woo) Drag myself through the days, fade, burn my soul just like a light (okay) I was on my f**in' way, straight, dodgin' 12 and divin' (okay) Can't let them know that this bag on me (ayy) b**hes, 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 b**h in the drop top Got two cars on my neck, where's the parking lot Where's my competition? This sh** too easy, when a n***a gotta rap, ayy Chop them sh**s then pick and roll Your b**h 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 [Hook: Craig Xen] I wake up in the morning, n***as hatin' already I ain't do sh** 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 [Verse 2: Craig Xen] I'm like “f** 'em” (what) Back to the cash if a n***a really wanna come bust me Ayy, you didn't touch me (for real) Do all that sh** that you said you would do if you saw me Ayy, you prolly (what) Jealous 'cause I'm in the extra sh** 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 n***a livin' ‘Member I was broke, but its been a lil' minute Hatin' on me, leave a hatin' n***a livid Money bag, money bag, hunnid bands in Smile on my face leave a hatin' n***a livid ‘Member I was broke but it's been a lil'- f**, f**, f**, f** [Hook: Craig Xen] Wake up in the morning, n***as hatin' already We ain't do sh** 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)