Funeral Arrangements Sy Ari da Kid (Ft. Lloyd Banks & Ransom)

[Intro]
It slows his fall
And don't say you know now how it felt
You've been preachin' about me dying
Preachin' about my son on the cross
But I know, know

[Chorus]
Ayy, rest in peace (Rest in peace)
Dearly departed and deceased, yeah-yeah
Yellow tape and white sheets (White sheets), yeah
Six feet underneath us
I'll— I'll dead you
Yeah, I'll dead you (Ayy)
Rest in peace (R.I.P.)
Dearly departed and deceased, yeah-yeah (Banks, uh)

[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
Witness direct effects of the savage life
Feel a hundred times that's went in my favor, feels like a sacrifice
Fully-auto in your lap despite
In the ghetto when the pavement built up an appetite
So the grave site's familiar, don't need your hazard lights
Corners'll put you back to ice
You can chill 'em, but karma comes with a package price
And death comes in threes, blessings subtract it twice
Flashbacks of your past advice
Flowers over your casket nice
But you leavin' it down bad, battered bitch with a bastard, right?
You gotta pick up when your time's callin'
If that's your man, you slide for 'em
You fraudin' with your weak ass
Here for the food and weed pass
You back to normal, weak pass
You took a knee in front of his dome, he helped you on your feet fast
Ain't it that bitch?
You the captain, what part of the flight is this?
You needin' a hand, then you better, you like to wish
That ain't the plan, fuck your hand, them bloodsuckers'll bite your wrist
All of your [?][1:34] ride or die know you the type to switch
Keep your prayer hands in your captions, you shouldn't be typin' shit