Holla at ya boy its Weezy Baby
They label me a problem and I probably am so I don’t knock em
I pop up in a broccoli Lam’ on choppers
With an ol’ school b#tch, she got on door knockers
And she knock on your door for that raw partner
Hollygrove Wayne, that boy a monster
Jacked for a Mazda come back in Mase-rati
Like how he? Why he? Cause I be
Moving through the city like an I.V
Tryna be monogamous but I got b#tches on my dick
Like I’m the sh#t cause I’m the sh#t
So I only promise this: to my little girl I will give you the world
And to my unborn I’m tryna reason with ya moms so
If I’m not with her when you get here, its already clear
Yeah, and for their sake I’m a ball every year
I’m a pause every tear
And tattoo it on my face
n#gg#s know, that I got that black music on my waist
Make me put it to your ear and get that b-b-b-b-bass
Bluka bluka to ya face, closed casket
Mama can’t remember sh#t but last saturday, what a tragedy
Flowers for the family
Powder in my nap sack
Running through the projects, tryna get a stack back
I got my SK bout to get my MAC back to pap pap at n#gg#s who yap yap
Yup yup! and I rep that 17 hard, you know
‘Til a n#gg# ain’t nothing but tomb quotes
Raw Tune, who you know go harder than dude
See these is the clues, part of my shoes
I bleed with them dudes I’m part of the crew
Don’t move cause you right in the route of the gun mouth
When it talk, you know what come out- barreltone
n#gg# y-y-young Wayne from out Carrollton
Yeah, I got my eyes on the sparrow
Though my path is narrow, my angels are shadows
I saddled up, and get the f#cking battle
Automatics up, like n#gg# f#ck whoever
You touch and reach, you get f#cking bleached
Above the law n#gg#s put you underneath
You call the law n#gg#? You f#cking leech!
You Saved by the Bell, you f#cking Screech
My bucket screech through the streets like a R&B singer
You ain’t pimping until you f#ck a R&B singer
I walked in this building with all these bangers
And all these n#gg#s look like targets to me
What’s a drought to you may be a bargain to me
Cause I just may be sitting on a carton of Ki’s
I got important people that’s trying to market me
So I’m gon’ stop talking ’bout the white, Sike!
I know I’m not walking without a fight
So I’m swinging with all my might
We can go all night
I’m a blow all day, and I’m a blow all night
Do a verse today and do a show tonight!
f#ck a ho today, and f#ck a ho tonight!
I’m’ a live my life like there’s no tonight
I might go tonight so mama pray don’t cry
Cause your prayers maybe working, mama they gon’ try
Yeah, and we rock to the same lullaby
n#gg# I got 10, n#gg# I got 5
I hope you got yours, cause n#gg# I got mine
I’m goin for the green b#tch, Its popeye time
So I can be a paid n#gg#, and make that tomb stone say “I’m a made n#gg#”
I’m a MADE n#gg#
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