Barbeque Plates

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[Intro] Understand we ain't sayin' this out of disrespect We sayin' it out of respect 'cause we gotta do better We do better, man, we'll be in better positions, dead or living Let's get it [Verse 1] Little homie lost his life 'cause he was out there living dangerous His whole family combined couldn't afford the arrangements Matters how deep the pain and anguish, money's still the language The funeral man said he needеd way more than what they came with It's a shamе the cash was low and y'all lost Uncle Joe Still raising the dough, he should've been buried two months ago Got that man on ice with no casket or plot to occupy It's taking so long to drop my guy people forgot he died Seen a lot of youngsters on his social threads posting bread But later a fundraiser is set up after most are dead No savings or insurance policy, just some hopeless Tweets Dipped and left your mama with that debt because you chose the streets That ain't how it's supposed to be Raising dough while grieving, that's the reason why you need to be stacking up while you're breathing You had jewelry, you had clothes, all the stuff you thought you wanted But left with what you were born with, now your mama tryna pawn it, man [Chorus] Every day it's like we got a new case Steady dropping, it ain't hard to lose faith Didn't put no bread away, now it's too late Died broke, now your family's selling barbeque plates Every day it's like we got a new case Steady dropping, it ain't hard to lose faith Didn't put no bread away, now it's too late Died broke, now your family's selling barbeque plates [Verse 2] Stop living for the moment Think about it, build on it Separate what's most important and stay focused on it 'cause everything that shine ain't got diamonds on it The hard times gon' always remind us of it Can't afford to live, can't afford to die Family in a bind, and why? Dying ain't on our mind Get some insurance right now if you don't have none Ashamed when most of us die, we don't have none Family selling barbeque plates, doing [?] All these events, no headstone, no money But they got your picture all over The 'gram Hashtag longlive when you was living not giving a damn Get your business in order, that's it, that's all Protect the ones you love, pray for the ones you don't The ones you think your friends really not your friends at all I'm here to share the information, the rest on y'all [Chorus] Every day it's like we got a new case Steady dropping, it ain't hard to lose faith Didn't put no bread away, now it's too late Died broke, now your family's selling barbeque plates Every day it's like we got a new case Steady dropping, it ain't hard to lose faith Didn't put no bread away, now it's too late Died broke, now your family's selling barbeque plates [Verse 3] Struggling to bury mama, you waiting on heaven to call None of her children got no bread and it's eleven of y'all So many people to pay so it's money decisions only Pastor love you and your family but business is business, homie Cats be dripping, didn't even have a stash that they could dip in The same friends you used to hustle with barely done chipped in Not being disrespectful, I'm just hoping for better Instead of reaching out to strangers and approaching for cheddar If we our brother's keeper, we should be saving them from the reaper Couldn't view the body, had to cremate him because it's cheaper Wanna live crazy, bro, then get your ducks in a row At least that way your folks will have a couple of bucks when you go When we visit the cemetery, the environment's scary Your grave is unmarked so we can't even find where you're buried You should have grinded 'til your income grew 'cause when your family put you in that hole, you put your family in one too That's why I'm saying [Chorus] Every day it's like we got a new case Steady dropping, it ain't hard to lose faith Didn't put no bread away, now it's too late Died broke, now your family's selling barbeque plates Every day it's like we got a new case Steady dropping, it ain't hard to lose faith Didn't put no bread away, now it's too late Died broke, now your family's selling barbeque plates
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- K-Rino