Lyrics:
I ain't thinkin' that I ain't gon' feel it, yeah (feel it)
All these drugs hit right in my system (hey, no way)
Yeah, I just put the matte black by
speed dial, I make her sound like a sea lion
Obama runtz all in my weed now, 2 hits and I feel like wayne going senile
Pack too strong its a beatdown
making me feel like I'm wayne
But bruce not lil
Cuz I just be saving the day
And nobody saving my day
But shit it's ok
I'm just the one to depend on
But
beginning and right now it is my time
Coming in like Lil Wayne
Hottest youngan in the game
I'm a beast that can't be tamed
Making moves and switching lanes
I'm not Lil Wayne
I'm not 2 Chainz, I'm not T-Pain
Think of my name, when you see flames
I'm ballin', harder than heat games
Let me explain, so remain
for me
Prolly forever if I stay in my zone
I speak on this generation but can't change it alone
I heard the lil', lil' homie talking reckless in Vibe
riding in a 'Rarri where the top is in my pocket
That's young Weezy baby
[Hook]
[Lil Wayne]
You see it's young Wayne
Game is ashamed and they say he's
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
we God's children?
I know at all times gods feel me
So I play my part until the war kill me
Salute or shoot
Better strap up your boots
Before
fuck segregation
Fuck that shit, my money up, you niggas just Honey Nut
Young Money running shit and you niggas just runner-ups
I don't feel I done
His mama named him Dante
His pops called him Lil Dee
Growing up they ain't have it
Pops making plays in the streets
I'm talking six feet deep why my
its levels to this shit
Lil nigga cause its levels to this shit
Oh lord
Cause its levels to this shit, levels to this shit
Can't fuck my ho cause its
a Chevy on my wrist
Cocaine Mulsanne, young nigga blowing up - Kurt Cobain
Skating on them like I'm Lil Wayne
And this 458 don't do the lil lane - vroom
a Chevy on my wrist
Cocaine Mulsanne, young nigga blowing up - Kurt Cobain
Skating on them like I'm Lil Wayne
And this 458 don't do the lil lane - vroom
its levels to this shit
Lil nigga 'cause its levels to this shit
Oh lord
'Cause its levels to this shit, levels to this shit
Can't fuck my ho 'cause
lil Wayne
Putting blue racks on his head just like bulma
Mask up tryna beef with corona
KD on my wood you can smell the aroma
Can't smoke on that boy
this family and my momma, too
But please brah, won't ya come back for Lil Wayne
And see Cita, Mrs. Rose, Sheryl, Kemp and plus Sinetra
Dog, we really
Ye yeah on God, haha, on God
I said that I'm stepping, on God
C'mon (Skai) ye yeah, yeah
I can't feel my face (Ooh, ooh)
Yeah, I can't feel my face
name
I can't hear you say it louder what (Wayne, Wayne)
A damn shame
Better watch that boy he nasty
I strap on a plastic
Break ya off like
done with this - you feel me?
And then I'ma sic my son on y'all, ya heard me?
[Master P]
Real niggaz see through these fakers so it's time to expose 'em
[Swiss Beats] Money, cars, clothes, hoes [x2]
I'm from the ghetto so gimmie my money
[Lil Wayne] Mr Angel on the beat
Young mula baby, and the devil
marathons, not a hundred-meter race
So, I'm here's for a while, and they can't catch-up to my pace
So, they calling me a real sicko, Ill negro
Still, people
sick, my face might turn green
How can you ever be the best
In the scene when you're
Still tryna make a better tune
Than Fuckin' Widda Team
You don't
a smirk off my face if he can't make me bleed
Please you fool me once that's on me try that shit once again nigga fuck your please
Rollin' through
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