1:] I'm a put my on Uh I live it up these are my last days If is money, I'm an hour past paid Ughh, in my hourglass faker than some flour in a powder bag Yeah, I put it down my hands hurtin' I'm on a natural high, but I land Some of us are lovers, of y'all haters But I put up a wall, and just wallpaper So love or me, I stay hate-free 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 hail Weezy, it bad weather I to the script, I memorize the lines Cause Life is a movie that seen too many times You're on the outside looking in, the blinds And they say never say never, but it never mind I've been gone too True or false, or wrong (ha ha) Hello Weezy, home
And I'm a Blunt Polo showin' I give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga With my money growing, no matter where goin' You need a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass nigga
I'm a blowin' Polo draws I-I don't give a lovely ass nigga With my money blowing, don't matter I got and You don't need a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass
2:] Stunna, I got em, I'm back on bitches All about my riches, my name should be Cut the out, I'm Edward with the scissors is a choice, and death is a decision Times have changed, but fuck it get a new I still got the vision a line between two dots Young eating, the label getting fatter And yea, the tables turned, but I'm sitting at em I'm a bad motherfucker, the good die young Everybody dreams, I'm too cheap to buy one Man when cookie crumble, everybody want a crumb that hummingbird down, hummingbird don't hum yeah Big money, big money, deep Money talks, and eavesdropping Bunch of bloods, you call it blood clotting East side, My Damu, I'm a
Blunt Polo showin' I don't give a motherfuck ass nigga With my teeth glowing, I'm on my You don't a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass nigga
I'm a blowin' Polo showin' I-I don't a lovely motherfuck ass nigga With my blowing, no matter where you going You don't a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass nigga
3:] Light that Ashton Kutsher, I'm a limit 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 fucking took her You could look into the future, it's right behind eyelids But I don't wanna know, cause shit I like (ha ha) Why that, why this, why you on why shit? 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 some Belly of the beast till it
Blunt Polo draws I don't give a lovely ass nigga my teeth glowing, I'm on my Deebowin' You don't need a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass
I'm a blowin' Polo showin' I don't give a motherfuck ass nigga With my blowing, no matter where you going You don't a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass nigga