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“Bury me smiling, with G’s in my pocket
Have a party at my funeral, let every rapper rock it
Let the hoes that I used to know, from way before
Kiss me from my head to my toe
Give me a paper and pen, so I can write about my life...
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Bury me smiling, with G’s in my pocket
Have a party at my funeral, let every rapper rock it
Let the hoes that I used to know, from way before 
Kiss me from my head to my toe
Give me a paper and pen, so I can write about my life of sin
A couple bottles of gin, in case I don’t get in
Tell all my people I’m a rider
Nobody cries when we die, we Outlawz, let me ride
Until I get free
I live my life in the fast lane, got police chasing me
To my niggas from old blocks, from old crews
Niggas that guided me through back in the old school
Pour out some liquor, have a toast for the homies
See, we both gotta die, but you chose to go before me
And brothers miss you while you gone
You left your nigga on his own; how long we mourn? 

Life goes on