Shy Glizzy - Funeral (Remix) lyrics

[Hook: Shy Glizzy] I want all shooters at my funeral Only real n***as at my funeral It's gonna be 10000 b**hes at my funeral n***as gonna have them pistols at my funeral Its gone be some superstars at my funeral Driving in exotic cars to my funeral n***as that whip that brick of hard at my funeral You might get your a** robbed at my funeral [Verse 1: Shy Glizzy] They tell me stay up out the streets n***as trying to end me This all I know I was born with this sh** in me But I don't leave the house if I ain't got a semi My n***as ain't pouring no remy, they don't even drink Remy I'm all around the globe, just me and Benny We couting benji's b**h we bout to cop some Bentley's Bentleys, just to be specific Shoulda seen this b**h I had last night, she so terrific And she know I'm a f**ing menace She look like Taraji P Henson Bury me in all white linen I Bet you they won't say a p**y did it [Hook: Shy Glizzy] [Verse 2: Shy Glizzy] I'm thinking about my granny, her name is Ann Just lost her daughter and her son did not become a man God damn, everybody love miss Ann But she done been through so much pain, that she don't give a damn Gotta stay strong for my fam, I made myself a man But If i don't, who the f** gonna take care of my fam My uncle in a wheelchair, I'm trying to get him a lam Momma keep talking about her bills, that's why I'm out here hustling? I ain't stunt on these n***as like I really wanna I ain't f** all these b**hes that I really wanna I don't see these b**h n***as just like Stevie Wonder When I die all I want is… [Hook: Shy Glizzy] [Verse 3: Jeezy] Might see Farrakhan at my funeral I swear to God, you might see god at my funeral 20 mill in my wheel, yeah that's for my son 20 years straight, yeah b**h I had a run [?] Rover [?] for all my old b**hes They know I had that Rollie on in my old pictures Straight from her auntie, you that she gon' cry a river Drink so much that she gon' probably need a liver Might see Fab, Young Buck, Boosie, my n***a Meek My j**eler in this b**h he lookin' like the Sheikh Thank God I paid all my mama's house Cause in my grave I don't wanna hear my mama out Try to a**a**inate me just like JFK Red bones at my funeral might see Lisa Ray [?] whip it cause it weigh better Drive the Lamb to the chat just like Mayweather Remember me like Malcolm X or Martin Luther Big clear in the cut [?] Might just see some n***as I served a couple splits Might just see some n***as I served a couple bricks I love my momma she came out without a cane Lookin' to the high I see Troy in the pain Put some M's in the trust fund for my daughter Quarter mill with the Pyrex and the water Took homie up here, he gon' say a speech Tell you how I loved the money, never chased the freaks Kept sayin' the Aventador, Hoodrich to Ross Came to pay respect you might just see [Hov and B] [Hook: Shy Glizzy]