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to watch my kidneys
I pop me a perc, had to come to my senses
I be too damn high, feel like Wayne No Ceilings
I be on her mind, don't know if she a ride,

of advice, Don't try to fight it
Cause you'll only get it worse
So many syllables when I spit
You thought I had the beat by the neck and
I force fed it words

Tsss, I got to take some time to myself real quick, like, I got to go on, like, a lil' drive real quick, ma
I'ma be back, like, I'ma let you know

the R
Common, Cole, Wale, lil wayne sprinkle some Nas
Hip Hop, hooping, drug dealing, or shooting
College graduate and still rapping I know the odds
They

lit, ain’t gonna quit, how you want it
It’s three strikes then you're done, if you go against it
If T-Raw the light skin Lil Wayne
Then I'm the wog fella

feeling like a bee cause you know I'm still buzzing
Coming back home Grammy food still bussing
Yeah hitting up the stu spitting with my lil cousin
Tryna

Wayne I go broke I'm Robin
Put her on poppers I pipe she a faucet
Rode like a bike made her shake like a rocket
Thief in the night in this game I'm

money ruin the genre
Rap good bc i listened to Wayne, drake, onika tonya

2:11

Everyday is earth everyday is pride
It’s black history n A-A-P-Iiiii

The ones who go to the altar
For you
Lil' nigga
He think I'm capping, don't think it's true
Go figure
Don't worry 'bout it, I'll leave him blue
In

(Devo this shit hard)
I'm a lil youngin just coming from nothing (Mmm)
I grind out the dirt now I'm shining and stuntin' (Yea)
Pockets look pregnant

will never catch me bummy
Understand my name is Wayne
And ain't nothing lil about me
And the rap I spit is real
Got em hooked like an IV
And I got

Pourin' Up

UGK

Gun Talk, Vol. 5 [21 Tracks]

call it

[Pimp C]
Grippin' grain, switchin' lanes, sellin' cocaine outta' candy thang
Jammin' Lil' Wayne, gotta trunk of bang, 'cause I'ma "Hot Boy",

make you want to come over and hang with a nigga
If so then let me know
Cuz my chain going bling bling bling bling bling like lil Wayne
Plus I been

the booth if I can't come through with them rhymes
I oughta be another automated lil rapper boy who spits lies
Like I'll cap y'all with this nine
And these

in my kitchen
Anytime I'm seasoning teriyaki chicken
Even got some gin and juice
Pinky up sipping
Lil Wayne planted the seed like a Chia Pet
Yeezy

exotic, keep joking
I turn into Wayne, call you niggas my Tunechi opps
All drip, no grip, that's bougie opps
LOOK
They ain't tweaking with me, I'm gon' run

it with bosses
That got c-class mercs carry macs and wear glasses
And I'm but a young buck who takes chances
And copin' that 320i by next August
Player

in an old school Chevy listenin to Lil Wayne talk about home, you know the levies
Now that I think about it I ain’t been home in months
Been out here

side from the south side where the drive bys
Whipping the bricks I'm back with the shit
I'm back with the heat I'm dropping the hits
Niggas are enemies

damage, huh
Damn, she need a bandage, uh
She gonna suck my dick up like a UFO so I call that lil bitch alien, damn, huh
I feel like Manny, uh, tool in my

the mixtape
It's droppin like rappers who step to the plate
Real artists uncommon it's not a mistake
Lil Beats Is a beast on this record what more can I say
I'm

a peasant in the presence of a god
Here to smit u for ya sins, here to judge you for ya wrongs
I was raised by hip-hop, Pac, Nas, UGK
Young OutKast, bitch I'm

a bitch pop out
Cuz they really wanna box now
I ain't stressing over box now
Are you mad cuz a nigga came by and took your bad bitch
I ain't tryna start

mood
They said that they can pass Lil' Wayne
Matter fact that they only imitate
Seeing a man from west that's Kanye
Clock in the time out like Savage