FairWeatherFanz – Ghostemane

[Al Pacino:]
When you die
You’re going to regret the things you don’t do
Bad people go to hell?
I don’t think so
You think that?
Act that way
Hell exists on earth?
Yes

If I died right now
Everybody will pretend like they friends
Like they always been my number one fan
If I died right now all the real people wouldn’t hesitate to bust the lip of a fake at my wake
If I died right now
Everybody will pretend like they knew me back then
When a homie had no ends
I’m alive right now so I guess I better celebrate
Smoke, drink and trip till I can’t see straight
If I stay locked up
All my FairWeatherFanz wouldn’t wait to try to get up in my main bitch’s pants
In my mind
I can count all the times I’ve heard worse
Heard through the mouth of a slave
(How much more can you take?)
Put ’em underwater cause a homie never wanna see a motherucker wasting air and then I’ll
Tell those motherfuckers what they gonna get if they don’t wanna play for the right team
Even though it might seem
[?]
So
Put it in the piggy bank and see a motherfucker sitting on the side of the road
No
Mercy for those who ain’t got no control
Spend all your money
Now you begging for me to throw you a loan like a poor Ethiopian [?]
Don’t call me cause I won’t be home
One to the dome and I smoke to the lone
Head to the store and I grab me an OE
Everybody wanna be me but nobody wanna see what I see
They want it for the free

I’ma slide to the left
I’ma slide to the right
Nothing ever change
Everything stay the same

I’ma slide to the left
I’ma slide to the right
Nothing ever change
Everything stay the same

If you strange, put your drink up (put your drink up)
If you a freak put your hands up (put your hands in the air)
If you a lame bitch, duck (duck, bitch, duck)
If you ain’t solo so [?] (buckle up)

If you strange, put your drink up (put your drink up)
If you a freak put your hands up (put your hands in the air)
If you a lame bitch, duck (duck, bitch, duck)
If you ain’t solo so [?] (buckle up)

If I died right now
Everybody will pretend like they knew me back then
When a homie had no ends
I’m alive right now so I guess I better celebrate
Smoke, drink and trip till I can’t see straight
If I died right now
I’d stroll in my chick
I’d listening to this track and release it as is
I ain’t trying right now
Really going though the motions
I won’t get a [?] drinking potions

If you strange, put your drink up (put your drink up)
If you a freak put your hands up (put your hands in the air)
If you a lame bitch, duck (duck, bitch, duck)
If you ain’t solo so [?] (buckle up)
If you strange, put your drink up (put your drink up)
If you a freak put your hands up (put your hands in the air)
If you a lame bitch, duck (duck, bitch, duck)