And the Eulogy Read!?

GRIP & Wiley From Atlanta - R&B, Rap
And the Eulogy Read!?
2 Plays
Duration: 10:43
Lyrics
[Part I] [Intro: GRIP] Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh And the eulogy read (Oh, oh, oh) And the eulogy read (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh), hey (Oh, oh, oh, oh) And the eulogy read [Verse: GRIP] And the eulogy read "In front of us lies a man that was truly ahead Coulda died in a shootin', but ended up a shoo-in instead And when they said hip-hop music was dead, your ears, he fed Shed sweat, tears, and bled, peers, they fled and veered for bread He kept steerin' straight and made sure all of the children ate Food for thought, fools who thought dude would halt and threw salt It only made 'em more seasoned, nigga, here's a plate "Porch" started payin' bills and it was never level playin' fields But had major label deals on the table still Streaming was low across the board, they wanted to touch the numbers Like they do up-and-comers that bump for a couple summers Wasn't fuckin' wit' it, never been with the boostin' Stayed independent, signed with HR for distribution J Erving kept shit a hunnid, he showed the most love Threw him his first bag, he started recordin' "Snub'" Ran through that shit with ease with bills and two kids to feed He knew he had to make a classic, and he did indeed Labels callin' again, same song and dance But crackers literally want you to do a song and dance One label was cool, talks about a strong advance Plus a cool mill', and then they pulled the deal But he wasn't shattered, broken, he just had to focus Ashtray with scattered roaches, bounced back with a magnum opus So before the casket closes, let him have his roses I'm pretty sure he'd be glad you noticed, uh The sword was his pen, he waged war wit' his men Anybody part of the Stray fam is more than a friend This where all the choruses end, they pour 40s for him Tell you how we got to this point, let the story begin" Begin, begin Uh— [Part II] [Outro: Wiley from Atlanta] Every day (Yeah), yeah-mm Every day for you, mm Every day Mm-mm-mm-mm (Every day) Mm-mm-mm, mm-mm I'll be Dyin' every day, mm-mm (Ooh-hoo) For you Every damn day Every damn day for you Every day, oh no, mm (Ah) Mm, I know, hey Every day for you (Every day) Every day (Every day) Really, I'd die for you, mm-mm
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Credits
- Writers
- Wiley From Atlanta
- Ivano Milo
- TU!
- johan lenox
- GRIP