Lyrics:
rappin' for half my life
I'm twenty-eight now sayin' pass the mic
If you eighteen or nineteen speak up fool
I was born on the mic before you went
than Wayne '05
No, they don't want no smoke
Get you and bro both high
Aroma when I walk by
Like "this shit potent"
Many men they tried to sell me mid
Actin like Bruce Wayne
Boy You more like a Jenner
I roll like tank
Loud ass dank
My bud got a temper
She like it raw
Like odb, the D
And fish scale on her
rappin' for half my life
I'm twenty-eight now, sayin' pass the mic
If you eighteen or nineteen speak up fool
I was born on the mic before you went to school
on another level
Baby let's go spend a bag on
Some brand new Dapper Dan
Could kick around you on some Carters
Like look like my name Lil Wayne
Tryna' see if I
tinted, masked up like I'm Bruce Wayne
So much kick, it's Liu Kang mixed with Liu Kang, huh
Told her, "Quit the playin', we ain't K-I-Ds"
Lil' bitch
the racks in the back of the truck
Big dog, yeah I know you a pup
Lil boy, yeah we know you a bluff
Keeping the nine by my side
In case he think we gonna
them ding dongs
cause in the ghetto everbody got nicknames
like Master p, Lil Roy, and Big Man
eyes red, dank to the head
I'm not Snoop Dogg but I feel
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
(old K)
My lil' brother beat his body, OJ (OJ)
Niggas talkin' 'bout they lit, I'm La Flame (pussy)
That lil' boy a mascot, he ain't gang (pussy)
gotta ask again
Baby this is what we do
[Verse Two: Lil Wayne]
Yeah, what you want
And if you strap, we can trade like the Dial Jones
Where the Muh
Hope
get a bag, then I'm gone
Za in by the pound, I'm smokin' strong
Top floor of the building like I'm Kong
She jus like lil' doggy, on my bone
She wanna
Juvenile, Lil' Wayne, Baby, Turk, B.G., Manny Fresh
Slim, CEO, and me P. Diddy, B.I.G, Born Again
And we won't stop, get money niggas
for me I don't back down from no nigga
They got a place for me
Lil Wayne:
See I want millions, hundreds and big thousands
Tryin' to rain clout
[Hook by Blam]
This is sumtn' 4 urrbody get yo' hands up
On the grind, money on yo' mind get yo' grands up
If you on top getting hella guap stand up
Pour up a four and I call it some mud
You call me crip on my hands I got blood
Come in yo crib wreaking shit like a flood
He selling half’s but you
of freestyles that I just want to make
And not a single feature except Lil Wayne
Cause everybody else did it I had to save face
And if you love substance you'll
that
Call me articuno
Icy like I'm Pluto
Grindin only half the race
Let's talk about HUUNO
Ain't no one before the crew tho
Pockets stay on sumo
Yea we
of the tongue'll get your monkey ass hung
Two lungs is what it takes to inhale the dank
And one cap is all it takes to put you in the paint
So beware, to stare,
the best rapper in the game, no arguing
And I don't even write, pause
Un-pause this, so keep your bitch ass lines inside the margin
Lil Wayne dot com
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
gay, the one selling drugs
The one that's tryna act like Lil Wayne
What the fuck is this shit man?
Y'all better turn this shit off when y'all get in
I'm
Livin' like a eskimo pull up on Tito
He posted at the local corner store
He need a half a bag
Remixin' wit' half a swag
Don't hit my phone, won't
Brrrah Brrrah Brrrah Motherfuckers Wah
This is Lil Dinky
And this is Eauldie
I can't fall asleep, too many rhymes inside my cranium
I'm raining them
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