Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dearly Departed, artist - ShooterGang Kony
Date of issue: 25.02.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Dearly Departed |
A crown of thorns what they crowned me with |
Thuggin' 'til the bounty hit |
Woofin' on the dead, gon' get you next, I can’t allow the shit |
I done watched my family base they love on the amount I send |
That ain’t love, how the fuck I’m 'posed to drown in it? |
You be insecure about yourself, so you just clown the bitch |
In front of us, and then you wonder why she quick to switch |
Niggas swore to God that they the realest, but they fake as shit |
Got a problem, say the shit, they know who they playin' with |
Quick to take a loss, it takes so long to try to build a bridge |
Let alone crossin' it, I be with these politics |
I’ma buy the hammers, it don’t matter what the prices is |
Give it to the shooters, now we brothers 'cause I like his wrist |
I remember days when we was smilin', it’s no life in this |
Someone should’ve told me stay at home, but this the life I get |
They gave my brother double digits 'cause the driver snitched |
In that room, you start to think, but ain’t no lights in it |
Take a moment for the dearly departed, we livin' heartless |
Jackets never stopped the rain, prison was our college |
Could’ve made it out, but we ain’t have the proper knowledge |
Hard to count the digits on these checks that I deposit |
Check when we in trouble, they ain’t check when we was bothered |
He died a gang member, he should’ve went to Harvard |
I ain’t even try out for the team, but I’m a starter |
Tryna be a dad, but I ain’t even have a father |
Easy livin' ruthless when you coping with the pain |
I just got some money from her, I ain’t know her name |
Labeled a statistic 'cause they say we all the same |
Promises the worst, 'cause it be pouring when it rain |
Balance being optimistic when you hate the game |
Running from my family roots, almost shook the name |
We can tell he never really cried 'cause he complain |
Hard to top the pain that was waitin' with the fame |
Ayy, they don’t understand the kind of love I got for 'em |
Never let my nephew bang 'cause it’s not for him |
Go get some guala, then you pull up in that drop foreign |
I’m one of the reasons why it’s killers off the block tourin' |
After Deray death, the hood heart was torn |
Have you ever felt responsible for lettin' 'em score? |
Mental note, I gotta fuck around with Fletcher more |
Twenty years and some change since I been reppin' Fourth |
My condolence to the family of the victim |
He took someone that I love, I understand how much you miss him |
Yeah, my condolence to the family of the victim |
He took someone that I love, I understand how much you miss him, nigga |
Take a moment for the dearly departed, we livin' heartless |
Jackets never stopped the rain, prison was our college |
Could’ve made it out, but we ain’t have the proper knowledge |
Hard to count the digits on these checks that I deposit |
Check when we in trouble, they ain’t check when we was bothered |
He died a gang member, he should’ve went to Harvard |
I ain’t even try out for the team, but I’m a starter |
Tryna be a dad, but I ain’t even have a father |
Easy livin' ruthless when you coping with the pain |
I just got some money from her, I ain’t know her name |
Labeled a statistic 'cause they say we all the same |
Promises the worst, 'cause it be pouring when it rain |
Balance being optimistic when you hate the game |
Running from my family roots, almost shook the name |
We can tell he never really cried 'cause he complain |
Hard to top the pain that was waitin' with the fame |