Lyrics:
stops are you gonna stop the motion?
I fly to Turks and Caicos with my BG, been a hot boy since lil weezy wee,
Juvenile deliquent I was broke
Let's go
Let's go
yeah
Hook
In the street, you don't call no feds Fuck with me, you ain't got no chance
Got tell these niggas in advance
So if I ever
more, nigga)
Diamonds got dripped in a lake (a lake)
I don't be goin' on dates (no dates)
She got an ass, but it's fake (it's fake)
He savin' hoes,
Cleanest in the game, Oxy Clean, Billy Mays
Making it to memes but we don't affiliate
Making young money, you can call me Lil Wayne
Pockets all
of tha Bob Marley on 55 (Jacktown)
Go hit my nigga Slow on Les Street
My block, G Street no bitch street
Coke, weed, x pills couldn't miss me
On my
From the street, concrete in my vein (straight up)
Lil bit of change make a nigga change (on God)
Different tax bracket but my number still the same
a seal
For real
Let's go, Wayne
One man army, bitch, yeah, I move by myself
I could bust a bag down and have it moved with no help
I got cards in my
around the bush about it
Or should I? Let Lil' Ronnie tell him for me
No I feel obligated, That's my homie
What would you do if you was me man
Tell him
G's
Notorious label, the story was made in the streets
Now it's real life movies
Rest in peace ill Will
Let's talk about it
We the smartest not
You're thuggin and you love the streets
Huggin the block, sellin rocks, gettin major heat
And niggaz hatin, and you ain't stop to think about
James, J dot, CJ, Took ten Weezy still on the 8 hot
W2fl had Twitter going up hashtag when the tape drop
I was in the streets 24 nights down no love
Lil
I said I be feeling like Wayne, when I smoke on the Za, I be on
My own land
You testing the gang, pussy nigga, you know that you're fried
Lil' hoe,
this gun point is holes, my nigga
Stayin' on my feet, no tappin' on my toes, like Moses, nigga
I told the cops that my car is too fast to pull over,
rights for a lil' bit fame
Get in bullshit fights for a lil' name
To get noticed by some niggas that don't give two fucks about you
Till you make 'em
did was write pain
But I'm still runnin' the streets, line the hope one day I might change (cash)
My road through the trenches wasn't the cleanest
What you know bout jail calls
Hit him off the Jpay
Free my brother day day
Commissary honeybuns
Straight to the steak plates
Weezy jumped we
ain't hard to see kRS, Lil' AI, Warren G
That's the power ain't no calming me
An open hour they see the god in me
Pardon me in hip-hop, your heart is free
"SHYNE ON" BABY A.K.A BIRDMAN FEAT. LIL' WAYNE:
Intro: BIRDMAN- Yeah.... yeah... we goin go (we goin go). Old school (old school). you kno what
Liv' a lil'
Liv' a lil'
Liv' a lot
Won't you liv' a lil'
Won't you liv' a lil yeah yeah
Streets build you up
Just to break you down
Lil young
get real nigga
Yeah I'm a real nigga
I just wanna live nigga
Can't take no losses I'm a lil nigga
Paranoid pop a nigga like a pill
Nigga keep my
then in the streets when selling pounds was all I know
I've been reading on Your Word & ima do what You say so
Came & filled me with that fire when all
G shit, LBC shit, remember how it used to be?
Mmm, you remember so much
No we didn't, see if you can remember this shit
1982 now what was I to do
around me and they feeling pain
When you stressing feel like going insane
But I can't quit folks waiting on me
Did my dirt all by my lonely
No one really
(favorite song)
I'm gon' get them racks lil baby they some more
Said I wasn't nothing but I can destroy
You got the best advice but I won't call (no way)
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