[Verse 1]
Yo, I don't go by the book, I don't follow the rules
Only kicked it with crooks, never found us in schools (ooh)
All my clothing was stolen, from my hat to my shoes (n*gga)
I don't trust my homies, so I damn sure don't trust you
n*ggas are my organ donor, put my heart in this sh*t
When I pass away, throw a party and sh*t
All my real n*ggas grow some, if I didn't f*ck with you, don't come
Grace Park to my graveyard, put that on my tombstone
Don't cry for a young n*gga, just throw a rose and move on
[Chorus]
No tears at my funeral x5
All real n*ggas gotta live, all real n*ggas gotta go
If ya'll real, ya'll already know
No tears at my funeral
Don't cry for me x7
[Verse 2]
Yo, I don't fit in, I stand out, I ain't giving no hand outs
You're nobody 'till somebody put a [?] in your damn mouth
When you blow you get fans wild, when you go you get assed out
Wifey sold yo glass house, another n*gga on yo damn couch
So much drama in the LBC, n*gga I remember when my name was LB
So called beef with you-know-who, but Imma keep that between you (haha)
Look, tell stories about me, I know planet earth pretty boring without me
This rap sh*t ain't did nothing for me, still on a bus n*gga still looking bummy
Still with my mom, still asking for money, steal from the store if a n*gga get hungry
f*ck yo dreams, f*ck yo raps, f*ck yo beats, n*gga just like that
Pull a n*gga Lisa, I be blowing sax
Little bit of reefer, little bit of wax
Don't talk to me with that swollen tongue, your hoe sprung from the motherf*cking hole-in-one (hold up)
And I don't wanna see no grieving, cos none of ya'll was doing that when I was still breathing (n*gga)
(None of ya'll was doing that when I was still breathing)
Briss
[Spoken]
Wipe yo tears, n*gga, go ahead, roll up something, n*gga, I'm still here
Wipe yo tears, man, I'm still here. I ain't going nowhere; I never die
We in this sh*t forever
It's Huey Briss
It's Hubris
Briss don't miss
Merry Brissmas motherf*ckers
Yeah, check under yo tree you might see me
It's Ash Lightly (lightly)
[Outro]
Don't cry for me
We do this sh*t for real, n*gga (No tears at my funeral.)
Get high for me
Ash lightly (Don't cry for me.)
No tears at my funeral
Get high for me
[Spoken outro]
We do this sh*t for real
I'm just giving ya'll a little something to think about, y'know what I'm sayin
Think about it, man
Don't wait 'till a n*gga pass away to appreciate him
I'm here right now
It's Ash Lightly
I seen this sh*t before it happen, I swear
Huey Briss, b*tch