tesla - fundz (us) lyrics
[intro]
look up, wassup?
(ayy, yo, ran, turn that up)
[chorus: fundz]
yeah, lost in the jungle, n*gga feelin’ stranded
got a hundred n*ggas with you, still feelin’ stranded, ayy
talkin’ to god, but why he ain’t sayin’ sh*t?
and when your money antique, you can’t be with the antics, uh
how you claimin’ you solid and you broke on our promise?
when i was tellin’ you, bro, if you ain’t got it, then i got it
why loyalty be feelin’ like a curse on me?
i’m tryna be cool, they gon’ make me have to hurt somethin’, yeah, yeah
i lost lil’ bro a year ago, swear it still hurt, though
told grandma i love her, but can’t keep me in no church, though
if you scared, see the pastor, n*ggas on their church floor
and when they get to shapeshiftin’, gotta get thеm out the circle
tryna treat mе like a shorty, b*tch, i’m first*class, i’m priority
providin’ for the fam, i’m important
providin’ for the gang, all these clips, they important
d*cks on the .40, treat ’em like an orgy, yeah, yeah
[verse 1: lil d]
stuck in them trenches, but we still a family
all my n*ggas do is hustle and we love the gamblin’
day i lost my brother, day a n*gga turned heartless
my baby mama always ask a n*gga where my heart is
i told her, “baby, my sh*t cold and i been scarred, bae”
because them streets i thought i loved ain’t really love me back
how the same block we hustle on we lost lil co at?
seen you in that casket, on that day, lost my f*ckin’ soul
ever since that day, i never left the crib without my pole
i would never backdoor my homies, i always played my role
we was stuck up in them trenches, that sh*t left us very cold
but you wasn’t really out there, lil’ n*gga, man, you don’t really know
you could never slide with us, n*gga, you would’ve probably told
you ain’t had to ride in a steamer when everybody had a pole
you ain’t never take them chances, you ain’t never tried to score
i done took so many l’s, i ain’t goin’ back broke
[chorus: fundz]
yeah, lost in the jungle, n*gga feelin’ stranded
got a hundred n*ggas with you, still feelin’ stranded, ayy
talkin’ to god, but why he ain’t sayin’ sh*t?
and when your money antique, you can’t be with the antics, uh
how you claimin’ you solid and you broke on our promise?
when i was tellin’ you, bro, if you ain’t got it, then i got it
why loyalty be feelin’ like a curse on me?
i’m tryna be cool, they gon’ make me have to hurt somethin’, yeah, yeah
i lost lil’ bro a year ago, swear it still hurt, though
told grandma i love her, but can’t keep me in no church, though
if you scared, see the pastor, n*ggas on their church floor
and when they get to shapeshiftin’, gotta get them out the circle
tryna treat me like a shorty, b*tch, i’m first*class, i’m priority
providin’ for the fam, i’m important
providin’ for the gang, all these clips, they important
d*cks on the .40, treat ’em like an orgy, yeah, yeah
[verse 2: livid]
lil’ b*tch, i’m scorchin’, i just made a fortune
i try not to force sh*t, yeah, yeah
i feel like it’s necessary, ain’t nothin’ ordinary
i feel it’s best you beware*are
ain’t nothin’ free up in this b*tch, you earnin’
swear n*ggas roaches, man, they a different vermin
he jumped the curb and different bridges burnin’
it’s best you keep it straight with me like perms in
can’t trust a soul, man, i’m self*determined
i lost soul, man, i felt deserted
i had it all and felt like i’m worthless
i don’t deserve this
feel like you only call me when it’s urgent
’cause you know i [?] cash, man, i’m like a clerk and
[?] you never change, but i’m always searchin’
and you been for purchase, it just hit the surface
[chorus: fundz]
yeah, lost in the jungle, n*gga feelin’ stranded
got a hundred n*ggas with you, still feelin’ stranded, ayy
talkin’ to god, but why he ain’t sayin’ sh*t?
and when your money antique, you can’t be with the antics, uh
how you claimin’ you solid and you broke on our promise?
when i was tellin’ you, bro, if you ain’t got it, then i got it
why loyalty be feelin’ like a curse on me?
i’m tryna be cool, they gon’ make me have to hurt somethin’, yeah, yeah
i lost lil’ bro a year ago, swear it still hurt, though
told grandma i love her, but can’t keep me in no church, though
if you scared, see the pastor, n*ggas on their church floor
and when they get to shapeshiftin’, gotta get them out the circle
tryna treat me like a shorty, b*tch, i’m first*class, i’m priority
providin’ for the fam, i’m important
providin’ for the gang, all these clips, they important
d*cks on the .40, treat ’em like an orgy, yeah, yeah
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