Robin Raynelle - Funerals & Court dates lyrics

[Hook: Lito and Robin Raynell] Beefing over Nothing Our goals is clothes to get hoes Lo and behold another soul in her stomach Unprepared though we know it's coming young and scared It's more to life than guns dope and money {Verse 1: Lito} Her eyes watering he Just sold an onion Right off Rick church Pull up to Prince's chicken its closed it's Monday He said pull up anyway his phone was jumping Life changed over eleven hundred He was only making 170 off it [Hook: Robin Raynell] Always said it never mattered to me Rather have you Here than in the streets Promise if you come back every time you leave every time you leave [Hook: Lito and Robin Raynell] What you think happened next She getting rapid text The Baby gone look like him but momma Where daddy at Hard to find words to say I just can't explain [Hook: Lito] You out Here beefing over Nothing Our goals is clothes to get hoes Lo and behold another soul in her stomach Unprepared but we know it's coming young and scared It's more to life we Just don't know about Nothing [Verse 2: Lito] Daddy was in a coma I'm stoned f** it I guess the apple Right beside the tree I think somebody lied to me Yea a survivor of this bullsh** rivalry All I got is my pride n hate and a rider in the driver seat Ain't no bright side ain't no Right time f** sun down let's do it Right now And as crazy as it might sound I ain't Just rapping Man this sh** really happened Ain't gotta write it down Bestfriend in a nightgown Hospital visits I'm tripping it got me biting down Every night flight I'm living like I'm Just dying now My voice for reason Just quiet down [Bridge : Lito] What you think happened next Ain't no more rapper checks I'm out Here on my own f** it that's that on that [Hook: Lito] You out Here beefing over Nothing Our goals is clothes to get hoes Lo and behold another soul in her stomach Unprepared but we know it's coming young and scared It's more to life we Just don't know about Nothing [Verse 3: Lito] He be getting money that's a whole other subject Shot a n***a sh** up cause he told on his cousin Felt the n***a snitching didn't deserve to breathe But I gotta price on his head too that's word on the street It's gone be first degree murder the verdict gone read Just like obituaries another n***a buried Bunch of pictures on tees another kid that won't meet His Dad who got his cousin on phone That had a play for a zone He figured what could go wrong He riding strapped all alone Facing a blunt of that strong He called and told him come on He made a left at that light Right off Dickerson Road And like a thief in the night A car drove out the carwash And tried to flip his sh** over The moral of the story Is when it's over it's over I prefer not to say that I told ya But it's all I know bruh Where I grew up alot of n***as didn't get to grow up Get k**ed for the fingers that you throw up n***a shoot you bout a b**h but let you owe em My cup runneth over I'm still hollering pour up Shawty Just waiting on her baby daddy to show up [Outro: Starlito] Hey son if you hearing this it means I ain't make it Loved your mama to d**h and drove you grandmother crazy Take Nothing for granted I was greedy and lazy And used the bullsh** excuse of I'm feeding my baby You shouldn't have to reason with me not seeing ya face Couldn't even embrace ya shouldn't have to replace me