Lyrics:
calling me baby
I'mma live my life like Baby
Cash Money nigga like Wayne
Cash Money nigga like Baby
Cash Money nigga like Wayne
Cash Money nigga like
(Time) to say goodbye
Too late to cry now
Its too late too late too late too late to cry now
Girl you gat’ me bleeding
Dagger in my heart
The Cut was
Yo, I never fucked Wayne, I never fucked Drake
On my life, man, fuck's sake
If I did, I'd ménage with 'em
And let 'em eat my ass like a cupcake
through in a strap, with a 223
You be losin' your life when you caught up, in beef
What? Nigga nigga, shit!
Now, I'm ridin', ride
With a K on my side
to-up
So now I lay me down
But it's still Lincoln Village Killa
Chorus
(Doc)
Now you can't find not one motha fucca in they set
Ya gets no respect
I'm always up
All the time
Thinking bout life
Thinking bout
Late night, overnight
Late night
Late night, overnight
Rolling Hype
Rolling hype
Smoking
They think that they know, something 'bout my life
Not in the same class, not on the same flight
Maybe the same club, just not the same lights
John Wayne was a Nazi
He liked to play S.S.
He had a picture of Adolph ole' boy
Tucked in his cowboy vest.
Well, he would string up your mama
Sure
Now it's too late, it's too late
Oh, oh, oh it's too late
You can see it by the look on my face, yeah
Girl you're too late, you're too late
Oh, oh,
I just wanna shine in a dark room
I just wanna dine in a sharp suit
I feel like this can't be my real life
Cause I can't catch a flight to where I
crazy, been stayin' out late
Don't understand life, tryna find my faith Fucked up in my mind, what I'm thinkin' today
Got shit on my plate, tired of life
extra large, in charge, Your bars are medium
This beats the spice of life to strike the strife and tedium
I'll roast you vegetables alive, the temp 425
fame
In this life you give or take
I'm to real I can't be fake
Come through slidin like max payne
All black a ones like bruce wayne
Maneuvering through the people out front
Police barricade, orange cones and we're stuck
Twenty minutes late and my manager blowing me up
Security guard in
I know how
My life is in the hands of Wayne now
I can't take it anymore
Wayne please don't
I can't take it anymore
Wayne please don't
I can't take it
Saw the flash in '89 on a drop-by drive-by
Hit the Bat Cave when I fly by, told you I'm a fly guy
Bruce Wayne waiting for the signatures to catch you
way
New kicks
Lou Kang
All black
Bruce Wayne
I rock out
You might grow to this
Written names on my arm
There's a whole lotta love
If you let me in
I
life, real life
Tell me what you know about dark nights, dark nights
Bitch I'm Bruce Wayne in the game
You just perpetrating from the side line
What
shining and ride fly?
What kinda nigga be bumping in drive bys?
Look, look...what kinda nigga be burning like a stove?
Worth 6 figures, hot, ?
shining and ride fly?
What kinda nigga be bumping in drive bys?
Look, look...what kinda nigga be burning like a stove?
Worth 6 figures, hot, ?
ain't got no brain
Black on chrome, just a life Bruce Wayne
Hope fresh like new gray
My flow rob a Cook Cocaine
Wosh it in my soap with no pain
I'ma send
life, and how people work
I put the pin in and that needle hurt
I been on my grind ima up on it
Want a Patek just to shine on my opponents
You know ima
Hook:
All my life I knew that I was destined to be great
Everything gone come in due time, blessings never late
I know a lot of people gotta see it
sheet
'Cause life is too short, and it just gets shorter
I wish I had a quarter for all my people they slaughtered
Last year alone, in the Dead Zone
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