Lyrics
I hate funerals, I love life I hate when I see a whole bunch of people just crying in a funeral on some fake shit They ain't really love a niggaare while he was there See, I'm a different type of niggaare, I wanna be honest with y'all I need the love now, if you all motherfuckers gonna be crying and be playing thirty minute specials when I'm gone, an hour special that I'm gone Fuck that, love me while I'm here Love me while I'm here, I had to tell a bitch I want the love 'Cause all I see is haters and this money Got these niggers catching verbals and I tell you I want the love 'Cause all I know is getting money Knocking at the door, I'm like a wizard, bitch, I tell you I want the love I'm a rich niggaare, I don't get mad, I just get paid I don't catch feeling, s I catch flights, that's brick paper For one rider at bad boy, that's one side These killers with me, don't fuck around, they jump fast like all sides I'm about to keep up on the billy, bumping these bottles and willy I know they gonna hate when I'm high, but when it's all over they feel me If you want your love when I'm dead, you better off just trying to kill me 'Cause I'm gonna ball on you, and I ain't talking about you, I hate all y'all niggers Ten birkin from your man, hoe, I could buy that Last week I made a hundred mil', you should try that I'm a real niggaare, they all see it, can't hide that I'll touch down in your city, fuck shit up, niggaare, then fly back I want the love 'Cause all I see is haters and this money Got these niggers catching verbals and I tell you I want the love 'Cause all I know is getting money Knocking at the door, I'm like a wizard, bitch, I tell you I want the love Wanted the money and wanted the love Wanted them bitches that wanted the drugs That wanted the molly, that wanted the weed I walk in the building, give love in the club Love in the streets, bitch, it's meek milly Them niggers was haters, I love what they was 'Cause all of that hating was my motivation Now I got the paper and what what'y what It is what it is, look at me now Living the life in the fucking eo Niggers that hate me still come to my shows Shorty ain't ready to fuck up my wrist, give a fuck about gold Straight to the money and back to the hood where they taking that money We package the good and we ring up the money You act like you good better sell you some money, hater I want the love 'Cause all I see is haters and this money Got these niggers catching verbals and I tell you I want the love 'Cause all I know is getting money Knocking at the door, I'm like a wizard, bitch, I tell you I want the love
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Artist: Puff Daddy