"Bury Me In Neiman's" lyrics
When I go to sleep I see dead souls
Tellin' me to come wit em n I wanna go
I wish I didn't have to sleep wit my eyes closed
You really left me onna street by myself
Wit no help
When I needed you n thass crazy to me
I done seen sum shit millionaires couldn't pay me to see
I done seen so many indictments
I done seen my man onna gram witta opp whatchu mean you ain mean to like it
I done seen a goofy nigga get shot in his top n I mean it was so excitin'
Percocet rich flow ain write it
Pschizo ain mean to pipe it
Get go hadda hit a big clip 10 4 window
But I got pain in me
Bitch I got pain in me
Everyday gotta talk to da dead at night
Momma say my head ain right
While I'm sippin' dis pink
Sometimes I think
What if he ain neva live dat life
What if he ain neva shoot dem dice
What if he ain neva call my phone
Steady sayin' I'm wrong
When he knowin' I'm right
Hadda go talk to da preacha cancel all my features
Hadda think about bringin' dat pipe out when it was time to greetcha
And brodie told me moe jus chill niggas ain real as us
Ain think about stompin' out innat field, niggas ain kill wit us
Ain thinkin' boutchu neither
Niggas think we need em
I been thinkin about deez demons
Bury me in Neimans
Jus bury me in Neimans
Pistol clip da cleaner
Badass you know I miss you
Real shit been tryna get witchu
Loose lips sink ships im different
50 clip monkey nuts big different
Benning Courts 06 big dippas
Freak bitch wanna eat big nipples
Bad bitch wanna fuck rich niggas
Hit it once next month can't pick up
So much codeine up in my spleen I might donate a liva
N I can't beef onna innet n I can't promote no issues
When he bought his potna casket I jus bought him tissue
So you ain een gotta ask me bitch you know im witchu
In million dolla meetins in Manhattan wit da crackas
To million dolla trappas in Milwaukee like da Packas
I expect dat, if I eva let you off me im a lacka
I invest my profits wit da bosses ima taxa
Hadda go talk to da preacha cancel all my features
Hadda think about bringin' dat pipe out when it was time to greetcha
And brodie told me moe jus chill niggas ain real as us
Ain think about stompin' out innat field, niggas ain kill wit us
Ain thinkin' boutchu neither
Niggas think we need em
I been thinkin about deez demons
Bury me in Neimans
Jus bury me in Neimans
Pistol clip da cleaner
Tellin' me to come wit em n I wanna go
I wish I didn't have to sleep wit my eyes closed
You really left me onna street by myself
Wit no help
When I needed you n thass crazy to me
I done seen sum shit millionaires couldn't pay me to see
I done seen so many indictments
I done seen my man onna gram witta opp whatchu mean you ain mean to like it
I done seen a goofy nigga get shot in his top n I mean it was so excitin'
Percocet rich flow ain write it
Pschizo ain mean to pipe it
Get go hadda hit a big clip 10 4 window
But I got pain in me
Bitch I got pain in me
Everyday gotta talk to da dead at night
Momma say my head ain right
While I'm sippin' dis pink
Sometimes I think
What if he ain neva live dat life
What if he ain neva shoot dem dice
What if he ain neva call my phone
Steady sayin' I'm wrong
When he knowin' I'm right
Hadda go talk to da preacha cancel all my features
Hadda think about bringin' dat pipe out when it was time to greetcha
And brodie told me moe jus chill niggas ain real as us
Ain think about stompin' out innat field, niggas ain kill wit us
Ain thinkin' boutchu neither
Niggas think we need em
I been thinkin about deez demons
Bury me in Neimans
Jus bury me in Neimans
Pistol clip da cleaner
Badass you know I miss you
Real shit been tryna get witchu
Loose lips sink ships im different
50 clip monkey nuts big different
Benning Courts 06 big dippas
Freak bitch wanna eat big nipples
Bad bitch wanna fuck rich niggas
Hit it once next month can't pick up
So much codeine up in my spleen I might donate a liva
N I can't beef onna innet n I can't promote no issues
When he bought his potna casket I jus bought him tissue
So you ain een gotta ask me bitch you know im witchu
In million dolla meetins in Manhattan wit da crackas
To million dolla trappas in Milwaukee like da Packas
I expect dat, if I eva let you off me im a lacka
I invest my profits wit da bosses ima taxa
Hadda go talk to da preacha cancel all my features
Hadda think about bringin' dat pipe out when it was time to greetcha
And brodie told me moe jus chill niggas ain real as us
Ain think about stompin' out innat field, niggas ain kill wit us
Ain thinkin' boutchu neither
Niggas think we need em
I been thinkin about deez demons
Bury me in Neimans
Jus bury me in Neimans
Pistol clip da cleaner
