Lyrics:
a style to really use
Not knowing that originality's inside the things you do
Stop tryna influence them like the Wayne's and Dot's already do
Gotta write
take the shit you can still afford
If you bored
I ignored every red flag
What’s next is ignore every call dm and text
Quick exit
No stress
Stress for
Wayne when I'm with ya
Red lipstick on your wine glass
I sip the liquor
Make a toast to everything that we've become
You always been and you gone be
I'm Lupe they say I'm Lil' Wayne
They say I'm too Jay to portray new lay
They say I'm too nice to be a rapper
The prerequisite is gun clapping so what
face at
And the MAC 11 tucked in where da 12 gauge at
When I was 13 had 14 grams of ajax
Turned 15 start spitting 16s
Of straight crack
By 17, 18th
offer everything,
You want so please don’t look confused,
Okay I’m sorry let's start over you look beautiful in that red dress,
Type of girl I’d want
feel like
I feel like this world has done wrong to me
I just want everything that belongs to me destiny
Where you been Wayne
I been on the way fam
Along
mind get overwhelmed I close my eyes
I get mad about times say you by my side
Put a middle up for everytime you lie
I tell you how my mood change
to his body, 9 in his head
Transgressions paid in full by blood, Lil Red was dead
Street code is the shit that we live by
Transgressions is something that
six cardinal colors:
Yellow, red, orange, green, blue, and purple
And there are 3, 000 shades
And if you take these 3, 000
Shades and divide them by 6
I was servin' it
Ready to ride or die behind my partner
Ready to slang that nine at any time
Cuz I'm a rider
Nigga know, Lil' Wayne
Get down
and my daughter gettin' chased by my son
The water gun is in his arms, that lil' nigga can run
He get it from his daddy side, you know, them Nigerians
Raised by them dope boys, so I know how them things look
Thanks for the recipe, rest in peace, Wayne Bush
I don't cook my shit, I don't break it down for
everybody wearin yellow diamonds?
[They call him Lil' Flip]
I ain't Baby but you know I'm big tymin'
[Verse 1: Lil' Flip]
Me and Greg Street ridin'in a red
blood diamonds straight outta Angola
Wave my red rag in the air, signal Lil' Wayne over
Yeah, that's when the Crys start poppin'
The pills start droppin'
Glock-squeezin'
Red beams on his head, now his top leakin'
I heard that boy got man down and now the opps grievin'
Lil Duck hop out in traffic, let them things
market so don't try to bargain
Drippin', Im frozen I feel like the arctic
Surrounded by green like I chill in the garden
My red and white stripes on my
wonder I get speared by my peers, yeah I'm a target
It used to take a nation of millions for niggas not to be
Amerikkka's Most gave America hope
Back when
Yeah oouuu yeah yeah yeah
Ima boss I go get it by any means yeah
I guarantee that my niggaz is gone eat yeah
Dirty money but you know we whippin'
shoot a thousand, nigga up it some more
Fast money, Cash Money, thats all I know One
[Chorus]
[Lil Wayne]
They say I walk around like I got an S on my
(Top$ide)
Yeah
Real certified loverboy (told y'all niggas, when y'all hear that cup)
(Bitch like Wayne Lighter)
How you talkin' down on me?
223 like LeBron and Mike
Told my lil homie it's gonna be alright
Don't apply pressure till the moments right
When you shoot yo shot better hold it
at art shows
Got a condo down in the state
Left 20 bands on a plain
Air BNB for the gang
On the same street as Lil Wayne
She wanna break and fuck the child
my bro
Everything for J
Chat on his name
We'll be smoking a new pack by today
Niggas will hate to see rise
Niggas will love to see you cry
When i'm in
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