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dead to me - fundz (us) lyrics

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[intro: fundz]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
no, no, no
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
no (what it do, boy?)

[chorus: fundz]
ayy, n*ggas fake (ayy), they won’t last (nah*nah)
cut my grass (snip), hit the gas (vroom)
hit the backie (backwood), they talk bad (yeah)
i’ma spaz (ayy), get ’em mad (ayy)
so disloyal, got none for you (no*no)
think i’m flexin’, just watch how i show you (no*no*no)
ayy, all that talk ’bout what you did for me (what you did)
you must can’t see what you did to me (see what you did)
oh, oh
uh*whoa, yeah, you dead to me
cut that sh*t off, now you dead to me
cut the limbs off, now you dead to me (dead)
yeah (ooh), yeah (ooh)
yeah, yeah*yeah, ayy
i just walk ’round with these deads on me (ooh, hoo)
can’t believe you switched up, you went dead on me
[verse 1: fundz]
yеah, put your right hand up, told me you got my back (my back, yeah)
looked mе right in my eyes and you told me lies (me lies, yeah)
what i’m gon’ do with you, i’ll let you decide (let you decide)
huh, yeah (ayy)
n*ggas change up for less (up for less)
cut ’em off (ayy), leave ’em dead (leave ’em dead)
in the past (past) with the rest (with the rest)
i’m off three, now i’m up in my zone now (in my zone)
now you really f*cked up, you went wrong now (you went wrong)
and i stuck by your side, we was bond tight (we was bond tight)
built connections with you from my past life (from my past life)
this sh*t, for you, i would do for no one (do for no one)
no, ain’t sellin’ my soul, not for no one (not for no)
got my hood on my back, they gon’ ride for (they gon’ ride)
put your life on the line, what you dyin’ for? (what you dyin’ for?)
oh (oh), oh*oh
i don’t see (no), i don’t hear (shh)
i can’t fear (yeah), i just feel (yeah)
long live jeff (yeah), i drop tears (ooh)
ayy, count them deads up
had a talk with my dawgs, keep your head up
rep that gang, yeah, for life, we won’t let up
(gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang)
yeah
[chorus: fundz]
ayy, n*ggas fake (ayy), they won’t last (nah*nah)
cut my grass (snip), hit the gas (vroom)
hit the backie (backwood), they talk bad (yeah)
i’ma spaz (ayy), get ’em mad (ayy)
so disloyal, got none for you (no*no)
think i’m flexin’, just watch how i show you (no*no*no)
ayy, all that talk ’bout what you did for me (what you did)
you must can’t see what you did to me (see what you did)
oh, oh
uh*whoa, yeah, you dead to me
cut that sh*t off, now you dead to me
cut the limbs off, now you dead to me (dead)
yeah (ooh), yeah (ooh)
yeah, yeah*yeah, ayy
i just walk ’round with these deads on me (ooh, hoo)
can’t believe you switched up, you went dead on me

[verse 2: birdd luciano]
i stand on my own ten (hey)
even when we was shorties, still fell out, we grown men
i’m just waitin’ on my moment (huh)
yeah, i know my time comin’, feel it when i zone in
me and fundz chasin’ funds (uh*whoa), we got [?] by the ton
when we show up, they know that we show out
you act crazy, we bringin’ them brooms out
avenue approved, that’s all i know about (hey, hey)
yeah, you did me dead wrong
tried to cross me, lil’ baby (hey, hey, hey, hey), i’m writin’ these sad songs
see, our bond wasn’t that strong
f*ck the opps, bodies drop, boy, i swear it won’t last long
hey, whoa (hey)
me and my n*ggas, they gang bang (gang bang)
ain’t get in your bag, that’s the main thing (that’s the main thing)
and we still in the paint, we still slang ‘caine (slang, ayy)
i watch my left and my right ’cause these n*ggas ain’t right
we put ’em in the graveyard (put ’em in the graveyard)
that boy tryna act like a braveheart (ah)
i just pray that these n*ggas play their part (they just play their part)
i just want millions, got pain, gettin’ no healing
we still in the trenches, drug dealing (in the trenches, drug dealing)
on our way to the riches (huh), you broke, need to fix it (avenue approved)
hunt for it, we catch you, we k!lling (avenue approved)
[chorus: fundz]
n*ggas fake (ayy), they won’t last (nah*nah)
cut my grass (snip), hit the gas (vroom)
hit the backie (backwood), they talk bad (yeah)
i’ma spaz (ayy), get ’em mad (ayy)
so disloyal, got none for you (no*no)
think i’m flexin’, just watch how i show you (no*no*no)
ayy, all that talk ’bout what you did for me (what you did)
you must can’t see what you did to me (see what you did)
oh, oh
uh*whoa, yeah, you dead to me
cut that sh*t off, now you dead to me
cut the limbs off, now you dead to me (dead)
yeah (ooh), yeah (ooh)
yeah, yeah*yeah, ayy
i just walk ’round with these deads on me (ooh, hoo)
can’t believe you switched up, you went dead on me

[outro: fundz]
n*ggas fake, they won’t last
cut my grass, hit the gas
i’ma spaz, get ’em mad
so disloyal, got none for you
think i’m flexin’, just watch how i show you
ayy, all that talk ’bout what you did for me
you must can’t see what you—

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