1:] I'm a put my on Uh I live it up like these are my days If is money, I'm an hour past paid Ughh, gunpowder in my Niggas faker than some flour in a bag Yeah, I put it down my hands hurtin' I'm on a natural high, but I perfect of us are lovers, most of y'all haters But I put up a wall, and they wallpaper So love or hate me, I stay They say we learn from mistakes so that's why they me I got some weight on my shoulders, to me it's feathers All Weezy, call it bad weather I stick to the script, I the lines Life is a movie that I've seen too many times You're on the outside in, close the blinds And they say never say never, but it never mind I've been too long True or false, or wrong (ha ha) Weezy, welcome home
And I'm a Blunt Polo showin' I don't a lovely motherfuck ass nigga With my money growing, no where you're goin' You don't need a bus pass, for me to yo ass nigga
I'm a blunt Polo draws I-I don't give a lovely motherfuck ass With my money blowing, don't matter I got and You don't need a bus pass, for me to yo ass nigga
2:] Stunna, I got em, I'm back on bitches All about my riches, my name be Richard Cut the bullshit out, I'm Edward with the Life is a choice, and is a decision have changed, but fuck it get a new watch I still got the vision a line between two dots Young money's eating, the label getting And yea, the tables turned, but I'm sitting at em I'm a bad motherfucker, the good die young Everybody selling dreams, I'm too to buy one Man when that cookie crumble, everybody want a Shoot that hummingbird down, hummingbird hum yeah Big money, big money, pockets Money talks, and motherfuckers Bunch of bloods, you call it blood clotting East side, My Damu, I'm a
Blunt Polo showin' I give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga With my glowing, I'm on my Deebowin' You need a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass nigga
I'm a blunt Polo draws I-I don't give a motherfuck ass nigga With my blowing, no matter where you going You don't need a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass
3:] Light Ashton Kutsher, I'm a limit pusher See y'all meat, and me I'm just a butcher I do it for the money, man I am a hooker And freedom was my girl, until they took her You could look into the future, it's behind your eyelids But I don't know, cause shit I like surprises (ha ha) Why that, why this, why you on that why ask me why, I say YM Beach bum (yeah), call me ocean drive (bitch) Drop the top, look up and the sky grin Young moola, (yeah) skinnies and supras Belly of the beast it pukes
Blunt draws showin' I give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga With my glowing, I'm on my Deebowin' You need a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass nigga
I'm a Blunt Polo showin' I don't give a lovely ass nigga With my money blowing, no matter you going You don't need a bus pass, for me to yo ass nigga