Fresh At My Funeral King Chip (Ft. Chevy Woods & GLC)

[Verse 1: King Chip]
King Chip up in this ho
Fresh up out the liquor store
Swagging, if you didn't know
Yeah, I bet them bitches know
Know a nigga straight up out the hood on Wikipedia
King Chip you fucking looney all up in the media
Straight up out the ghetto with the knowledge of a oracle
Most these rap niggers is some ho's, how the story go
Up until age 19, I was very po'
Started selling raps moved right up out the ghetto fo'
St. Clair Ave, that's where you get your head bust
Seen a lot of shit, when I was young I never said much
Only if I knew you, would I be all on some cool shit
Seen a lot of my nigga's dead on the pool pit
I could get my hands on the blam in a heartbeat
Only when you had no fear of death, do you start beef
I'd seen some nigga's, getting hunted like some fucking deer
Wonder why I have no heart, that's all I known for all my years
Nigga's know, make it out my hood on some rap shit
Therefore, I am legend living fantastic
If you roll a nice one, motherfucker pass it
Light my air mags up before you drop the casket
Yeah, King Chip
If you roll a nice one, motherfucker pass it
Light my air mags up before you drop the casket