Funerals & Release Dates Lyrics - Singles - Doley Bernays

[Intro] 

In life you have that option, like I learned that you have that option 

Like, when you come out jury your release date 

Your release date from you [?] 

You basically given your freedom back 

Like that's your second chance in life 

These niggas is all locked in 

In the outside now they can either think about funerals an release dates 

The worlds getting crazy yo 

This is gonna be the one 

I'm a be so proud of you 

I'm a be so proud of you cause you worked very hard you deserve it 

[Verse 1] 

Liquor faded too long can't see straight 

Heard my nigga died screaming out please wait 

My right hand got twenty-six years nigga 

More funerals than waiting for release dates 

But i be damned if these niggas R.I.P. me 

Had the whole hood screaming out free me 

Won't get far working at these rates 

More funerals than waiting for release dates 

[Hook] 

Coming for me, and I be shooting when they (x4) 

Ain't no one for me 

[Verse 2] 

Work with me hurt with me same thing nigga 

Fuck fame i was dealing with the pain nigga 

Smoke weed all day pop pain killers 

My bro Snoop got bodied for that chain nigga 

They killed Keno in the lobby shit changed with us 

No care we don't even fear God 

Revenge in our hand so be scared of my squad 

Killers kill killers so that evens that odd 

Man lost his brother buried his best treasure 

Get over that pain never 

Won't see him again ever 

So who am I to lie and tell him it gets better 

When there ain't no coming back, killing shit wack 

But my nigga just died so I'm riding round strapped 

AP nines with extenders that clap 

30 shots shooting I done let in that hat 

Look murder ain't cool but its cool to get back 

When your man's mom crying tears fall on her lap 

Think about you every day while I'm spilling this yak 

My mom's still scared cause I'm still in that trap, shit 

K9 outside, looking for these hammers bring mine outside 

It's wartime outside and they shooting broad day get [?] outside 

[Hook] 

[Verse 3] 

When a son dies, fuck you telling his mom 

What you tell Niko when Keno died in his arms 

How I tell Snoop mom her only child is gone 

And you wanna get back but more murder is wrong 

No more murder is right, we can get it tonight 

Cause my nigga woke up but he ain't lived through the night man 

I ain't hearing that shit 

I see them on site but we airing that shit 

They tried to get my other man life 

Another 23 years missing my boy life 

Cause two years concurrent this previous shit ain't right 

They showing us no love, sitting I just write 

Waiting for 2030 nigga 

That ain't his max date neither that's if its early nigga 

He ain't hearing that shit 

So we run around wild not a care in that shit 

Free Nova G you ain't never seen bricks 

Forty wholesale on a hundred grand flips 

Luck's 16 he ain't never seen shit 

Riker's the only island that he ever seen shit 

That's fucked up right 

Well I come from dark side it's a fucked up life 

And they don't make it out often 

They say a jail cell or a nice fit coffin 

[Verse 1]