Put my on
Uh, I live it up in these my last days If time is money, I'm an past paid Ugh, gunpowder in my Niggas faker some flour in a powder bag Yeah, I put it like my hands hurting 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 just wallpaper So or hate me, I stay hate-free They say we learn mistakes, well that's why they mistake 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 memorize the 'Cause life is a that I've seen too many times You're on the outside in, close the blinds And they say never say never, but fuck never mind I've been too long True or false, right or wrong, Hello Weezy, welcome
and Imma Blunt draws showin' I give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga my money growing, no matter where you're goin' You don't need a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass Imma
blowin' Polo showin' I-I don't give a lovely ass nigga With my money blowing, don't I got more and You don't need a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass
Stunna, I got 'em, I'm on them bitches All about my riches, my should be Richard Cut the bullshit out, I'm Edward the scissors Life is a choice, and death is a Times changed, but fuck it get a new watch I still got the vision like a line two dots Young eating, the label getting fatter And yea, the tables turned, but I'm still at 'em I'm a bad motherfucker, 'cause the die young Everybody dreams, I'm too cheap to buy one Man when that cookie crumble, want a crumb Shoot that down, hummingbird don't hum yeah Big money, big money, pockets talks, and motherfuckers eavesdropping Bunch of bloods, you could it blood clotting East side, My Piru Damu,
blowin' Polo draws I don't give a lovely ass nigga my teeth glowing, I'm on my Deebowin' You don't a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass nigga Imma
Blunt draws showin' I-I don't a lovely motherfuck ass nigga With my money blowing, no matter you going You need a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass nigga
Light that Kusher, I'm a limit pusher See dead meat, and me I'm just a butcher I do it for the money, man I am a hooker And was my girl, until they fucking took her You can look into the future, its right behind eyelids But I don't wanna know, 'cause shit I surprises Why that, why this, why you on why shit? ask me why, I say Y-M Beach bum, me ocean drive slim the top, look up and make the sky grin Young moola, skinnies and some of the beast till it puke us
Blunt strings showin' I don't give a lovely ass nigga With my teeth glowing, I'm on my You don't need a bus pass, for me to yo ass nigga
Blunt Polo strings I don't give a motherfuck ass nigga my money blowing, no matter where you going You don't need a bus pass, for me to yo ass nigga
been gone too long True or false, right or
Yeah I've gone too long True or false, right or
Said I've been gone too True or false, right or haha
Hello Weezy, home (welcome home) It's mula, baby Young mula, baby (young baby)
been gone too long True or false, right or Hello Weezy, welcome home