Lyrics:
(Coco)
I don't know too many niggas work hard as me
Know some haters talkin' hot
Still follow me
I think I'm Lil' Wayne back on
Tha Carter I I I
She
y'all,
Where that sweet lil NOLA nigga go,
Tell yo mama that I'm full grown,
And leave my number by the home phone, 'know what's goin on,
This a glow up,
nigga
Lil' Wayne representin'
I cut like blades, I bust heads, and break legs
I tear up dreads, take our breads, now go figure
What? From the 17th, I
on the video wit Lil' Wayne 'n' T-Pain
In the back of the hummer truck like switchin' four lanes
Hollin' out woosh boy like money ain't a thang
I gave her
They say I'm lyrical not talkin lemonade,
Bitches get famous by hittin the renegade,
Im blowing up like a mufuckin hand grenade,
I got more paper
bitch tryna set me up
Kill her and her friend
Lil stupid muthafucka got set up by his mans
Like lil Wayne said
I don't fuck with these niggas, too old for
sittin' inside the of the 'burbs
Lil' kid talkin' that shit (yeah), now he can't say no words
I'm on big boy lick, I just pulled up in a Urus
(Feel it)
in the game, go ask Lil' Wayne
Ask Judge Johnson, how many times he saw my face
For, "pistol here, pistol there," "violation here, violation here"
'em hoes I'm 'bout it
These niggas sweet, bunch of fuckin' brownies
Fuck you talkin' 'bout bitch? I'm a G like a thousand
I'm on my one-two,
[Lil Wayne]
What what what
I'ma flosser baby
Baller baby
A fifteen year old shot caller baby
I'm raised in the hood
In a all black call
Down
'til I got by the door, reached back and stuck her
She did what any bitch woulda did, and got the law for me
Talkin' 'bout gonna press charges and get
forget tha west side, Bankhead what up
... (gangsta grizzile!) shout to Adams Vile,
shout out to ma nigga Taylor Road,
[Lil Wayne:]
Hay my name Wayne
than Wayne '05
No, they don't want no smoke
Get you and bro both high
Aroma when I walk by
Like "this shit potent"
Many men they tried to sell me mid
on the video wit Lil' Wayne 'n' T-Pain
In the back of the hummer truck like switchin' four lanes
Hollin' out woosh boy like money ain't a thang
I gave her
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Look at my roni
Yeah look at my boots
Look at my jeans
Yeah look at my crew
I'm on my John Wayne shit like I'm a cowboy
John Wayne
It's breaktime
[Lil Wayne:]
But I never take a break
I never take a break till I see heaven on the gates
I stick that metal in ya face and now they call
Me and Lil Wayne keep it real like we supposed to
It's a few niggas carros (???) that i get close to
Any other I put a slug above their shoulder
It
Wayne, it wouldn't be)
They might think they've got a pretty good jump shot
Or a pretty good flow
But our kids can't all aspire to be LeBron or Lil
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
to the money, not fame ', lil' nigga
Keep talkin' that shit, when up my blick, you flew away
Bruce Wayne, lil' nigga, I fold it right up and give a good dick
to the function, bitch I feel like Bruce Wayne
Half of me is level headed and the other's fueled by pain
Half of me is level headed and the other's fueled by pain
brazy
Talkin dat shyt
Betta watch How You
Move around me
I ain't takin no names
I ain't takin no hostage
Bred for this shyt
I was already customed
I
like Turk, BG, Juve and Lil Wayne
I’m gon’ go get to this chicken, we are not the same
Point me to the money, that is where I wanna be
Wanna shower in
of goin' insane
I almost made a song dissin' Lil Wayne
It's like I was jealous of him 'cause of the attention he was gettin'
I felt horrible about myself,
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