Lyrics:
and make you feel our presence
Slowly elevating every fn day
Money first nigga get out of my way
Manifesting I know I'm gon blow
LSD, young man with vision
from a king shall be
So I be who I be
Dats me, dats Weezy F baby and
Please say da motherfucking so I be who I be
Dats me, dats Weezy F baby and
Please
Life ain't nothing but b****es and money
And I ain't got either one, so get the f*** on
Baby am I sexy
Tell me am I sexy
Baby am I sexy
Tell me am
Praise the thug ways and I'll never be bored
Touched by a angel and kissed by the Lord
Y'all praise the thug ways
So forever it's on, baby
My Young
said, "That boy won't make it"
You hear them screams, Mama crying again
We had to kill and get as violent as them
We tryna live my young bull
She was
the young slimes
Momma live in fear all this gun violence
I stay balling hard for da number 9
Get the bag then I spend it all making money moves like I'm
got money comin' out
But I got these bitches f**kin' out
But ain't s**t changed
Same young n***a playin' with the game
I got hoes and they f
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea this shit just make you wanna dance huh
Yea
Yea
M F more flames i'm a hot boy
Yea
Yea
Ha
Ha
Ha
Yea, M F more flames i'm ah
[Chorus:]
Ey, You n***** ain't raw
I don't buy none of that bulls*** you tellin' me
King you'll never be
I can see you n***** ain't raw
Hell no,
flew
So I got a deal I sell pot too
Cause before I hit the pens I'm gettin bailed by Clue
[Chorus 2]
Holla back Young'n (Hoooo Hoooo!)
Holla back (Hoooo
(chorus) 2x
It's been a long time coming back then they used to say my time is running. Now I'm a young bull in the making. For what's to come
a everyday gangsta! (yeah)
Straight everyday gangsta (yeah)
Big money heavyweight, everyday gangsta
(Well let’s go)
Yeah! It’s young Weezy F, man
I’m
we're wrong?
Has our young courage faded?
Shots were fired on the street
By the church where we used to meet
Angel down, angel down
Why do people just
the block
Hustling in this mahf*cker
Getting it
Man f*ck a job
Take me to da store
And ride me through the block
I remember when I had no money
Man da sh*t
That's what's Up
Aight
[Young Buck:]
I'm Not Stopin', Ya Heard What I'm Sayin'
Put The Money In My Hand, And Catch Me If You Can
[D-Tay:]
Pointe
Kool and Dre
(This)
Black game
(Is)
Terror squad
(I, I, I, I, I)
The remix
Gotta say my name
Weezy f. baby
(This is)
Weezy f. baby
Aka
behind my back a young n****
Just handle biz know a couple
N**** be watching they don't want me to win so I
Steady fill up my pockets made the money my
Written By: Derrick Wyatt
Yeah,
Young and educated
Time is never wasted
When I step inside the booth, yeah its not debated
When I’m spitting from
not one of us
Ain’t no time da fussin
You say you cumin,
Bitch i guess we f*ckin
Oh she changing the subject
That’s just how i’m bumin
That shit ain’t
about the cheddar more money affi make by the hour
I wanna live and I don't want to die young
Dirty bad mind you better never touch your button
Street
dons wan' come, let dead pum fly
I be in the dad's room, my young G's side
(Da) hus, Ratman, Peak and Megs (Da)
I just linked Ratman, he smashing out Z's
(Fuck that) got T in dis bitch wit me (yeah)
5th hit the weed (you got all that shit yeah)
I got young money up and now I got my feet up
Toon in
couple mags yea
Nah I ain't tryna die young yea
But I'm out yea living fast yea
Driving down Sahara ave while it's pouring
F*** a red light do the dash
Ether boy! (oh yeah!) oh oh! (Nore!)
(Ron Browz!) Nore! Oh oh!
Busta bus! (yes sir!) Oh oh!
Get that money!
Ohhh!
My n**** find a girl
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