Omar Garvey Funny How
[Intro: Omar Garvey]
Woah woah woah*laughs*
Yeah, funny how, bronx, NBE
[Chorus: Omar Garvey]
Funny how them niggas call you bro, only when they see you on the move
Funny how them bitches turn to hoes, only when they see what you could do
Funny how them niggas disappear, then arriving when you rackin' loot
If you not la familia you not familiar
These niggas below and ain't that the truth (Ohh Noo!)
[Verse 1: Omar Garvey]
Wasn't trynna kick it with him then
Now she always on a nigga line
Send a text fresh out the shower
Now i know I'm always on her mind
Everybody wanna call you fam
Everybody wanna ride your wave
Everybody wanna be around
But only down for your finer days
So i asked the lord if he could point them out
Know he did so i separated
She gonn' do it for the hottest out and Ima roll another till I'm hella faded
Whole team full of go getters
Your team full of broke niggas
Niggas actin' holly wood with they little buzz
And it made them all pretenders
Shorty got a brand new bae everyday thinkin' ima cuff that
Ran through by the whole crew tell me how the hell im 'spose to trust that
Bust a kid on her lip then i dip told lil mama ain't no feelings here
If you hit a high then a low
Who ever showed up better still be there
Going hard nigga f..ck is fear
Killin' shit and it ain't f..ckin' fair
On the road to every dollar sign
And you be talkin' bout it but ain't never there
And i done told you niggas ima f..ckin' boss
Told you bitches ima f..ckin' boss
Grind mode till I'm livin' large
Motivation within every bar
[Chorus: Omar Garvey]
Funny how these niggas call you bro, only when they see you on the move
Funny how these bitches turn to hoes, only when they see what you could do
Funny how these niggas disappear, then arriving when you rackin' loot
If you not la familia you not familiar
These niggas below and ain't that the truth (2x)
[Verse 2: Omar Garvey]
I remember every cold day, long nights in that notepad
Keep it true so they could know its real
Beast on 'em need more cash
Got low cash got no cash
How the hell a nigga gonn' eat
I be in the lab non stop tell me how the nigga gonn' sleep
Gave the mic to him then he preached
Now they always want the kid to speak
Every verse soundin' like a speech
Go and get it being lazy weak
She know that know we just be only f..cking
Throw a title at him hoe your bugging
Got her busting all because a nigga stunting
Have her puffin till she got concussions
Money flowing in not stopping anytime soon
Got eyes on him when he ride through
When he fly through he be so high
In the sky and in the mind too
Nigga you ain't seeing my crew
Bronx lookin' like cheat code
That's because we all stack up
Shit is easy like a free throw
How you only bring 3 bottles, tell lil mama that we need more
Niggas thinking that they seeing me, buddy you need more people
All i know is how to boss up, you and i are not equal
This only the prequel
[Chorus: Omar Garvey]
Funny how these niggas call you bro, only when they see you on the move
Funny how these bitches turn to hoes, only when they see what you could do
Funny how these niggas disappear, then arriving when you rackin' loot
If you not la familia you not familiar
These niggas below and ain't that the truth (2x)