Yeah, uh, are my one St. Thomas flows Me and my and some Madonna hoes That look just like But trust down to go Discussin' life and all our goals Smart kids that smoke weed, honor how the champagne diamonds flow Fine dining, pour another glass when the wine is low
I'm in the crib money from here to the ceilin' Whatever it is I got is clearly These other rappers gettin' that inferior I hope you it in your soul spiritual healin' a look at yourself the mirror's revealin' If you ain't got it you got it the theory is brilliant
People ask how music is goin' I heard it I just off makin' 2 million in 30 days I guess it does what the message was Sometimes I feel I be spendin' my money just But Weezy I'm out here reppin' us 'Til I get to shake the hand of the man that's us
Yeah, I know these niggas miss the mean got the room smellin' like teen spirit I asked if no-one out here would bring defeat up I lose, for now I'm the game's single leader I fly private so no-one me to bring my seat up And book a when me and your favorite singer meet up
Who you like, me who it is I'mma make sure that that women is the one on my list I should it a night but fuck it I can't resist This one is for all my niggas my city tryin' to diss Without a response me you really fail to exist And I love to see you fail that there is the shit I swear, aghh pussy nigga get your up Enjoy the seat that the stewardess just forced ass to let up Why your scary ass down pick your head up No-one you your disguise is the most ridiculous gettup With nose in now I can smell a set up So your just wastin' your time your just only makin' me
Yeah I try to tell them don't judge me you heard stuff Chase N. Cash that's my from the Surf Club Damn that nigga always it so hood when we would smoke good at the Oakwoods And girls fall through like coins in a couch Now we fuckin' all the bitches they warned us about Scared for the first everything has clicked What if I really do the numbers they predict Considerin' the fact I'm the one that they just picked To write a chapter in history this shit has got me But if I really do it don't expect to get a 'Cause this truly is some shit I don't y'all to get
I'm nervous but I'mma kill it, 'cause 'bout to let the realest team in up in a huddle nigga Willie Beamen We're still touchdown passes In tortoise frame glasses, hopin' that catch it say that old Drake, we startin' to miss it But need to be a little more specific Man is this what y'all want? In my best Chris Tucker your questions, fuck your suggestions Money gets all of my and affection Cars all black like the cover of I'm allergic to coming in second but I sneeze Y.M.O.E. nigga,
This want y'all Very Own Young ATF Thank Me in this bitch wasssup Free Weezy in bitch wassup 15th in this bitch wassup