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Uh, I live it up in like my last days If is money, I'm an hour past paid Ugh, gunpowder in my faker than some flour in a powder bag Yeah, I put it down my hands hurting I'm on a natural high, but I perfect Some of us are lovers, most of haters But I put up a wall, and they wallpaper So love or me, I stay hate-free They say we from mistakes, well that's why they mistake me I got some weight on my shoulders, to me it's like All hail Weezy, it bad weather I to the script, I memorize the lines life is a movie that I've seen too many times You're on the outside looking in, close the And say never say never, but fuck your never mind I've gone too long or false, right or wrong, haha Hello Weezy, welcome
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Stunna, I got 'em, I'm on them bitches All about my riches, my name should be Cut the bullshit out, I'm with the scissors is a choice, and death is a decision Times changed, but fuck it get a new watch I still got the vision like a line between two Young money's eating, the label fatter And yea, the tables turned, but I'm sitting at 'em I'm a bad motherfucker, 'cause the good die Everybody dreams, I'm too cheap to buy one Man when that cookie crumble, everybody want a Shoot that hummingbird down, hummingbird hum yeah Big money, big money, pockets talks, and motherfuckers eavesdropping Bunch of bloods, you could it blood clotting East side, My Damu, I'mma
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Blunt Polo showin' I-I don't a lovely motherfuck ass nigga my money blowing, no matter where you going You need a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass nigga
Light that Ashton Kusher, I'm a pusher See dead meat, and me I'm just a butcher I do it for the money, man I am such a And was my girl, until they fucking took her You can into the future, its right behind your eyelids But I don't wanna know, 'cause shit I surprises Why that, why this, why you on that why ask me why, I say Y-M Beach bum, call me ocean drive the top, look up and make the sky grin Young moola, skinnies and some of the beast till it puke us
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blowin' Polo strings I don't a lovely motherfuck ass nigga With my blowing, no matter where you going You need a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass nigga
I've gone too long True or false, right or
Yeah I've been gone too True or false, or wrong
Said I've been too long True or false, right or wrong
Hello Weezy, home (welcome home) young mula, baby Young mula, (young mula baby)
I've been too long True or false, right or Hello Weezy, welcome home