Corey Finesse | Funk Flex | #Freestyle047

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Death before dishonor apologies your honor But they label me a suspect 'cause I'm black and that's a problem They sentenced Cueno to a hundred years without an option That hurt and that shit fucking with my conscious Man this system out of pocket Try my best to slow down on that Henny But my anger and the pain don't ever let me I'm losing love for many Too much bottled up but when the time is right I'm ready You gon' miss me when I'm gone just don't forget me In the lab I'm cooking up they calling me the chemist Free my nigga Taxstone he one of the realist People talking to the world he's labeled a killer But I know him and I know we see the bigger picture, I don't get it Left my hood alone cause it was nothing there for me Every other day I gotta hear stories, that shit's so wack Plenty nights I wanna get my gat One life and you can't get that back so I stay humble I'm addicted to hustle, I love to work so I'm addicted to struggle For what is worth I say fuck what they say I came here to take my spot I'm putting cuts on they pay Strippers love me throwing ones in their face, Be safe tho' Niggas talking like they made me Im'a shine regardless though keep acting shady I did a lot but never hated on my Dave East shit Showing no weakness I been playing defense Shout out to the cuz tho he got up on the remix Appreciate the love bro' cause in this game you need it Loyalty is everything but they don't know the meaning Karma came around and that's my bitch I know you seen her I used to have the product on my block I was a target for the cops I was young and I was hot but now I'm different Wait I forgot to mention that I used to keep a "Smith n'" for the drama Cause the options tryna ride up we ain't slipping I miss my nigga Shyste I lost my brother life to cripping Lately I been on it fuck these bitches ain't nobody see my vision When I had no pot to piss in we was broke Got the chance and went to Rosenberg is crazy how I choke but I embrace it Cause time is running out and they been waiting Mommy been so patient. Me? I'm running out of patience I'm just getting older all this weight that's on my shoulders Ma don't worry I'm a soldier and I promise I'ma make it [Verse 2] Reminiscing rolling weed up and kicking my feet up Before these Louis V's I was rocking Adidas I was trapping harder than fucking Abriah Now I feel like Ace when he walked out the cleaners I finger fucked a Nina like it was a diva Kept it on me couldn't tell tho cause of my demeanor I was in the fields when you was watching Cousin Skeeter They said life is a bitch but you gotta know how to treat her Hold up this shit get deeper I lost Shyste to the streets Ever since I been riding so I know we rest in peace Cueno went up got indicted sent him comma every week He still in there trying to fight it I just hope they set him free And I hope when niggas see they keep that same energy Cause I'm tired tryna hide my pain by drinking Hennessy Grab my spliff and hit the booth and spit whatever come to me Best believe I ain't gon' hesitate if niggas come for me On the come up I'm from where niggas run up And make the winter feel just like summer Stay woke don't slumber I miss Shyste we was just like brothers And he really was the reason why I picked that gun up We was young, we was dumb but we had great mothers We was wiling and we ain't think of 'em acting like life ain't nothing On the block and the late night puffin Cops catch us and they like "cuff 'em" We just wanted to hustle We ain't have no choice and we black So we ain't have no voice, had to stand on point Music took me out the streets I sing that shit with passion From the bottom they never thought I would make it happen Was on the corner til the morning just to get some Jordans Been recording and performing now my name important Got a daughter she so gorgeous swear I do it for her, name Kimora Workin, I been grinding, I been prayin for her Men lie, women lie, but the numbers don't One lie, new lie, but on anotha note I gotta story to tell 'bout how I grew up in hell When I was just a little boy they threw my daddy in jail Three years later got deported soon as he left the cell Damn, never made it home so me and Mommy stayed alone Waiting by the phone she had to raise me on her own Lil' vagabond I couldn't stay up off that road Why? cause I kept seeing c notes I see these niggas plotting so I keep the heat close (Krrrt) the only thing that we know The weed we smoke don't come from the East Coast I gotta a bad bitch too bad that ass is plastic It do not matter you know that I'm a savage I'm 'bout to do a fucking back flip I put that working and that shit got me active Million dollar meetings while they sleep I stay woke I don't party on the weekends go hard or go home nigga I was once a known dealer had to elevate Before the people build a case and try to throw me in a cage Flex I can do this all night Got that bag and they mad shit I've been doing alright Pull out in that black on black or I might do it all white I'm the man I know you..and I know you got the kite