the rap is gettin back to the mixtapes mayne First they tried to hate when I left said I'm history Came back they tellin me they miss me Twenty g's for
They try to throw me the kitty, the kitty's like "gimme" Didn't drop for a minute, bootleggers told me they need me Looks like the whole region is ready
ll see Hate won't ever live as long as me End of the bullet where the karma be Why you wanna try to come talk to me Try to ask me if Rick Ross still a
raped the game young, you could call it statutory When a nigga blow up, they gon' build statues for me Old money, Benjamin Button, what, nothin' Nah, superbad chicks giving me
Clap for 'em, clap for 'em, clap for 'em, clap for 'em, HEY!!!!) Everyday a star is born!!!! (Clap for 'em, clap for 'em, clap for 'em, clap for 'em
t finna murder me like everybody else I'm a rap like I got some type respect for myself I don't do it for the health man I do it for the belt Man I do
steppin to it Notice I say 'it' cause to me, it ain't shit Get. it. Call me whacha like trick Call me on my sidekick Never answer when it's private Man
up They want me with my hands up Oh, shooter [Lil Wayne] + (Robin Thicke) But I'm not I just cry mama, I think they, hey Me think they want me to surrender
they try to holla but they all on mute and, my old girls turn they face up at me and, they thrown they purses and they make up at me cuz you got Wayne
for the succeeded ???? But when they turn they back I just have Jesus leadin my path And I didn't ask for you to like me I don't care if you hate me
[Lil Wayne talking] So they ask me young boy what you gonna do the second time around How you gon come back I tried to told them I come back like 32 I
of your music? (Wayne) That's because they ain't got that heat rock like me, knowhatimean? They ain't spittin like me, they spittin, but, knowhatimean, they
for cash motherfuckin' money baby, c'mon [Lil Wayne] The murder man, picture me lurkin' Right up behind ya curtains nine's squirtin' And you could hear it when
[Lil Wayne talking] Fuck with me, you know what it is [Hook] 2x I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head The heater burner bruisa is on my hip this year
cuz that's my [Lil Wayne] Murder one on one, the hottest nigga under the sun I come from under the tummy, bustin a tommy Or come from under your garments
(feat. Baby) [Baby and Lil Wayne talking] Weezy What up pop. What up pop Fuck what they heard it's what they need to know nigga (They sayin C.A.R.T.E
She with me, what you expect, I live to be fly to death It's the bird man jr. sincerely yours When it rains it pours, when it rain it whores [Chorus] [Lil' Wayne
preety one Like whats good mama come make the clouds jump over us come fly wit me My diamonds bling my weed is rap Call me wheezy the king call me wheezy