Funk Flex - Damn Shame (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Funk Flex - Damn Shame (en) Lyrics
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Ain't even too much talkin' to do
'Cause you might be an
informant anyway
I ain't with the small talk, I let
the Tequila do it (Uh-huh)
Bulletproof the Porsche like Tony,
I let the dealer do it (Woo)
Crack in the hooptie that needed
the power steerin' fluid
They just have to pass it off
to me, I was like, "Yeah,
I'll do it" (I'll do it)
They ain't never did what I've done,
so don't compare him to it (Nah)
Quiet while I'm up in the kitchen,
I put the care into it (Hha)
Bars don't depreciate (Never),
my shit just decapitate (Uh)
Streets know what it is (They know),
so go with your accolades
This is for the underprivileged that
call hell home (I see y'all)
Trump gave 'em twelve hunnid, Obama
gave 'em cellphones (Ayy)
My man got a quarter (Uh), he
was gettin' shorted (Uh-huh)
They hit him with another one, I'm
scared to tell his daughter (Ooh)
Shit is gettin' crazy, drug
game is out of order (Mm)
This Fentanyl, pills, all this
K2 in this water (Yup)
Not the money you saved, the
money that you run through
Damn shame, but I guess that's
what it's come to
They run the game, huh?
I guess that's what it's come to
(That's what it's come to)
Followers and likes
Stars overnight
But when that money run out
Guess who they run to?
Beefin' on the internet
Captions and comments
Guess that's what it's come to
(That's what it's come to)
Whole lotta nonsense
That's what it's come to (That's
what it's come to), yeah
Fake chains, damn shame
That's what it's come to (Haha)
Far as rappers go, kill a few,
teach a few (Uh-huh)
I'm in a digital space that's
unreachable (You hear me?)
I got a eulogy written out
for each of you (Facts)
You know exactly just who the
fuck I'm speaking to (You)
This ain't music that's made the
stand on the couch, boy (Boy)
This is something that real
niggas can vouch for (Woo)
He ain't get one kite, he
got a dime in (Ten)
His paperwork ain't right,
he gotta sign in (Uh)
This is a real conversation,
don't even chime in (Uh-uh)
Niggas always go wrong 'cause they
don't read the fine print (Never)
But when the money run out, guess
who they run to? (Guess who?)
What?
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