Lyrics:
I can tell by the hate in your eyes
You wanna do something
See us busting down these pies
You wanna do something
See me pulling up in this ride
You
by inches, he sprinted
Some of his boys on the corner was who your bullets entered
Two of em pull through but one didn't, son's finished
You took
Rest in peace Wayne Bridges
You're still living through me
Listen!
Look, I lost my father to the bottle
I'd hug him everyday like I might not see
him by inches, he sprinted
Some of his boys on the corner was who your bullets entered
Two of 'em pull through, but one didn't, son's finished
You took
What this world needs is a few more rednecks
Some people ain't afraid to take a stand
What this world needs is a little more respect
For the Lord
)
A little shorty gettin and try to have ya hurtin and thumpin
They be like he small girl he workin with something
Lil' Wayne on fire I'll smash on your
back
Yeah I know a city that's surrounded by a beautiful beach
The economy boosted by the drugs they move in the street
The more clearer than
Baby, I can take you to and from
Ice up your little wrists till you're blue and numb, um
You're dealin' with a buster, mama
Young Wayne, Tony Montana
If I
smoked
Life trap get crossed up by them dog hoes
Like shit get masked out over dog hoes
Really doe
Bullet holes be so big
Innocent bystanders get
and shock it
Don't care who's saying stop it
You're lucky that the little pussy didn't
Get lit up like a rocket
They say that real recognise real
How comes
Business No Bullshit
I been gucci gucci
(I been riding round town i been gucci gucci)
(Got a bad little mami and she tryna do me)
Yeah i been gucci
soul was up for sale
Here me out
This is my testimony
I got multiple identities
Jesus help me please
Split personality, sinful by nature but saved at 23
Coming at each other brains causing more pain
These niggas little men marlon wayans acting like some little wayne's
Pay attention everyone who say they
jumped out the window instead
A little bit, a little bit, a little bit
Smaller
Telling myself that I'm taller
Five seven, but in my mind I'm six eight
Six
I got a friend named Whiskey Sam
He was my boonierat buddy for a year in Nam
He said is my country just a little off track
Took 'em twenty-five
Like "You ain't Lil' Wayne, you a lame
Man I got to go"
But I did it, and I was on a mission
And little by little a couple
Of 'em would get it
Was
up the sticky
Not that barnyard hay
We just getting to the money
Then get on our way
Yep, 3 whips back to back
Followed by a Cadillac
Trucks, sluts
a little signal
To certify my plans, even if it's just a little
And yeah i know I'm not supposed to lean on my own understanding
And I'm sorry if I seem
never going
She pulled some brazy shit I'l share my testimony
Oh lord
Listen up the world is yours
Do not be the young Jody don't wife a little whore
She
Ch yeah
Mm
Oh
Mm
Even if I find myself in'a the valley of the dead yes
As long as I got him by me side me I fearless
He lays me down in deep
It's Time To Move
Written by Victoria Johnson
Too many times I've sat and cried
cbout the load I had to bear
I've worried and I've wondered
Doesn't
Chyeah
Mmmmmm
Oh
Mmmm
Even if I find myself ina the valley of the dead yes
cs long as I got him by me side me Ifearless
He lays me down in deep
lame
Got a concussion them guns hit his brain
End of discussion the pic on the frame
His bitch for the gang
Bitch call me Bruce Wayne
Pull up shooting
Anywhere me go,
mi have to bring mi gun,
Drive by a something mi like fi do for fun,
Buss! wayne skull Laugh & watch blood run,
20 big bullets, Senda send
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