Текст песни Funky Flows - Ol Sandiha

I know ya'll ain't gon fuck with this flow
I don't really even care no more
R.I.P number twenty-four
R.I.P to all the goats

Why we losing all these legends
This a stickup, I die for my brethren
Why we losing all these legends
This a stickup, I die for my brethren

Yeah we dying for the homies, lotta people that hate me they don't know me
I be rappin for a passion, I don't care about the hoes and I won't be relaxing

And I got the Funky Flows, I don't care about the money I don't care about the hoes
I be making tracks for fun I don't care about who knows
I know one day ima blow up and ima share it with the bros

And they fucking with my shit and they bopping
Once I started rapping I ain't stopping
You not talking music change the topic
Yeah, there ain't no other option

Why we losing all these legends
This a stickup I die for my brethren
Why we losing all these legends
This a stickup I die for my brethren

Why we losing all these- uh yeah
This a stickup I die for my - die for my
Why we losing all these- uh yeah
This a stickup I die for my brethren