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Real talkin nigga
Man I'm all about my cash flow
Nigga I'm the shit my momma
Had me out her asshole nigga I be actin'
Nigga know that we mackin'

the Rockaway 
I was raised by Hip-Hop Tupac Mac Dre
West side, I ain't a crip or a blood but my gang with me


I was raised by Hip-Hop Tupac Lil Wayne
I was

on the ground cryin rn snitching

on yo homie that was foul

Talkin bout fouls talkin bout shit you can not claim yuh

Lil shawty right on to the street

Only

at art shows
Got a condo down in the state
Left 20 bands on a plain
Air BNB for the gang
On the same street as Lil Wayne
She wanna break and fuck the child

Mirror

Lil Wayne

Tha Carter IV [Deluxe Clean Version]

2011

the man I am
So why are we here talkin' to each other again?

Uh, I see the truth in your lies
I see nobody by your side
But I'm with you when you're

a second, uh yeah

Aye, listen, Cole talk that college talk
Wayne talks gangs
Jay be talkin' money, man
And 'Ye talk fame
And people say I talk about
The same

this pavement
Syrup, percocet, and an eighth a day 
will leave you broke, depressed, and emotionally vacant
Despite how Lil Wayne lives
It's not

my chain boy
Scream Cash Money and this is Lil Wayne boy
If you want talk you die quick in tha dark
We said we was gone ball till
We fall it ain't my

fresh I guess that why she get my flavor
You a pill popper bitch so do us all a favor

[Chorus x2]

[Lil Wayne]
Um, well it's the libra baby now come play

grah, shootin' out the Hummer today
I'm in a bad mood, so I feel like dumping today, yeah
One bad move, I'ma dump at his face
Keep the toolie by my

was me and my niggas, yea we made it through the rain
It was me and my niggas, we dont play by the rules
It was me and my niggas, bullets wet him like

already

They told you your whole career I'd come home and kill you, right? Ha-ha!
I told you I wasn't talkin' about your dumb ass
It looks stupid, you

They weren't digging me, I can dig it
Oh now you're feelin' me? I can feel it
They envy, I'm winnin', it's killin', no kizzy
Baby boy, no Wayne, no

I hear you hoopin and hollering but you ain't talkin bout nuthin
Hear you hoopin and hollering but you ain't talkin bout nuthin
Hear you hoopin

girl Nicki Minaj in here
See you girl my boy Lil Wayne
Southside Jamaica Queens, N-O, East Atlanta
Boy (It’s your boy Gucci)
East Atlanta man (so icy

drive by

Ayo, this record right here is called "FL4M3$" by Lil Tune, Lil Wayne's son
The future, young king
Bless up, let's get it
Young Money

your head, like I got your ass on record
Tune, don't be so cruel, Tune don't be so rude
Nah, fuck that, fuck these lil niggas, fuck these lil dudes
By

[Intro]
Lil Wayne: yea
Juelz Santana: uhh uhh uhh uhh
Lil Wayne: yea
Juelz Santana: I cant feel my face,
yea, I make the sound so beautiful, u did

that I'm surfin'
My dope is so gnarly
Lil' Daryll whip, my dope is retarded
The feds keep talkin', they say I'm a target
I'm slam dunkin' bricks they

This is a JOE LAW SONG I begged to be on
Lookin' at you
Fuckin' wit me
Talkin' yo shit
Walkin' in this bish'
Who could that be
They fuckin' wit me

Akachi, he on the beat, it's a murder

I'm John Wayne, fuck the sheriff, my nigga
It's rest in piece, bro, why they buried my niggas
I made this

by the way
Niggas is talkin', I'm slidin' by the way
That's why I keep my lil mama by the waist
Shawty gotta ride by the way
But I ain't goin' outside

Iced out chain, Call me Lil Wayne
Got a bad bitch, She giving me brain
Suck on my cane, Like cocaine
Got me going insane, Playing Call of Duty
Bitch

Weezy We, step up to the mic dude do watcha do, ya heard

[Lil Wayne talking]
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