Lyrics:
shame
I feel like Keenen Wayne’s
Don’t count me out
I’m Still doing my thang
Prefered it privately
Almost ready to take the game
I do so many thangs
Been
got a whole lot more weight to gain
And call me by my new name
(What is that?) featuring Lil Wayne
[Chorus]
(My nigga, featuring Lil Wayne
said (Yup)
Free 6ix9ine, tell that lil' nigga hold his head (TreyWay)
He went to Chicago and ain't get shot
Just for goin', fuck what time it was, he
can't do it, man, this is T-Wayne
Tell these fuck niggas that this is what we doompety doo
Hahaha, hey! Hey!
If you're fuckin' with Wayne then you're
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 another level
Baby let's go spend a bag on
Some brand new Dapper Dan
Could kick around you on some Carters
Like look like my name Lil Wayne
Tryna' see if I
the reverend
I'll probably lose my hearing by the time I'm twenty-seven
It's a shame
But I need that bang
To vibrate my frame
ABS my game
Have to do
call your phone he can’t reach you
Do not disturb that new feature
Girl by the sound of that voicemail it sound like that nigga home beat ya
On my momma
Talkin' bout what you're gonna do but I'm here waiting
Working for the dough (ya)
Money coming slow (ya)
Make it downtown on the rail with my smoke (with my
roll with, they just do it, like Nike (nigga)
I'm a hustler from the trenches, let me tell you
Lot of bad bitches, lot of feelings
Lot of good weed,
bitches (let's go)
I know you with your folks, but that nigga is broke
You might as well open your legs up and let a nigga poke
I'm a show you what it is
[Lil' Wayne]
And this is just a mixtape
Damn
And I'ma keep fuckin' this world till you mothafuckas come for me...Yeah
Don't worry if me got a gun you
niggas
Crucify these niggas
Kidnap 'em, call they boss, and ask 'em who gone buy these niggas
Got Lil Wayne on her ass, Lil Tunechi on her titties
To kill
What it do nigga
This your nigga T-Streets bang bang
In the building
This young money
First up
My nigga, Gudda Gudda
Double "G"
Blap, blap
my notes, Wayne)
Certified goon
(yeah) , the lock's on standby (What up)
I just need a couple real
Niggas I can stand by (yeah, C-M-B)
A bad bitch with
funk
Shit gets out of hand, I got a TEC in the trunk
Let's flip the ill shit, kid, yo, he looped it
Hardcore, straight to make you brothers act stupid
You know me can't get caught without my chopper
Lil' weak wit fifty I'm itching to see I got cha
B.G. labeled as a bust back nigga
Can't let yo
Lil Wayne's the president
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, even if they celibate
I know the game is crazy, it's more crazy than it's ever been
I'm
Lil Wayne's the president
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, even if they celibate
I know the game is crazy, it's more crazy than it's ever been
I'm
What it do nigga
This your nigga T-Streets bang bang
In the building
This young money
First up
My nigga, Gudda Gudda
Double "G"
Blap, blap
you need a lil' ventilation
Let's talk about you and me
Oh, I can't believe it
Oh oh she all on me(on me)
Man man I think she want me(want me)
Nah I
the hood, still'll catch me a fade (catch me a fade, fade)
What's crackin', lil nigga? Let's get us a fade
Fuck all that bullshit, I went back to get it
I
to kick you out
Before you go pull on my zipper, put it in your mouth
Don't see how the other guy get by (how he get by)
Now you the main reason a guy
out
Before you go pull on my zipper, put it in your mouth
Don't see how the other guy get by (how he get by)
Now you the main reason a guy stay high
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