Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 7.13.82 - 2.29.14, artist - Mickey Factz. Album song 740 Park Avenue, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 25.02.2016
Record label: Museum Mick
Song language: English
7.13.82 - 2.29.14 |
Momma said I was a good kid |
Told the mortician I better not look sick |
A couple of girls said I gave em good dick |
I heard a mural got painted somewhere in Bushwick |
Rappers that ain’t answer texts were saying we mad tight |
And that they cried when they heard the news last night |
I made a couple top 5's, am I that nice? |
It’s March 1st and I’m thinking about my past life |
Put a flashlight in all the bad ad-vice |
Now it’s half priced shirts on the rest in peace Mickey Factz site |
And all the haters disappear, yeah right |
Last pic on Instagram got mad likes |
My niece has 1 uncle, the streets filled with drunk puddles |
All my downloads have just doubled |
My closet got raided, my youtube views got elevated |
And new school dudes say I’m they favorite |
Some chicks I heard admitted they had a crush on me |
Girls act like wifey’s when they were fuck buddies |
Brothers turn into fans now that I’m dust homie |
Bank account goes to mom, she gets the hush money |
All my dogs give a bucks like Bud Bundy |
Hand bread on the low, that’s a hush puppy |
And at the awake, crack smiles |
And make sure this is played somewhere in the background mad loud |
What happens if I die |
Will anyone care? |
Will anyone cry? |
Will people get drunk? |
Will people get high? |
Who will say good-bye? |
I really want to know what would happened if I die |
Ask yourself what would happen if I die? |
What would happen when I die? |
I saw my body in the morgue speechless |
About to meet with my Lord Jesus |
I hope Brandy gets my art pieces |
And tell Wes he can have my Zara suits with the long creases |
Forever grateful, when the show slowed up I got song features |
Now more leaches, Pudge can have my worn sneakers |
But let me take it further |
Tell the IRS I just got away with murder |
Oh yeah, and my attorney probably mad I still owe him |
I didn’t get to show em my potential through my flowin' |
Records never sold em |
Somebody tell Catrina that I’m sorry for her heart being broken |
Casket full of roses, my church probably crying |
I hope my pops see my moms and start apologizing for all the dumb fighting |
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People I offended are indifferent in defiance |
Sorry I couldn’t say sorry before dying |
The new trending topic, posers who ain’t fans going viral off my carcass |
They getting likes for just reposting my coffin |
Somebody in the funeral taping this as I’m talking |
I can’t take none of the money that I saved |
All the friends that I made and all the sea level fame |
And tell Q I see his, I’m looking for JFK |
I heard him and Cobain been waiting for 4 days |