Lyrics:
was glad
Shout out Lil Wayne, yeah, that's my dad (Lil Tunechi)
They call me "Lil Tune" but I go by, "Tunie"
No Netflix and chill, I'm watchin'
is leather
Lil maw twist to get my life together
Ya bitch meet me at the
Bar and we night together, cut!
And that's the only way we get down
(We get
on the sidewalk
Color blood red, body outlined in chalk
My rhymes, two zigs all nines
Hard hit when they spit, split wigs double time
This eightball's a strict nine
on tenfold
If you listen to my songs, you'll have a lyrical overload
Mr. Beat it up, is what dese hoes call me
I spit that lil game, den ill have dat pussy
you fuck you nigga
Yo ma ain't raise you right game tight
Me and Lil Wheezy keep this rap shit tight
Gone be a boss balla all my fuckin life
8 figga,
gettin' insane
Shout out Mike Hill, shout out Lil Wayne They just re-camped, now that's the game
Know ever since our grandma died, this shit ain't been
riding in a 'Rarri where the top is in my pocket
That's young Weezy baby
[Hook]
[Lil Wayne]
You see it's young Wayne
Game is ashamed and they say he's
If I ain't the best that ever did it, I ain't off by much
Like the words on the paper man, in God I trust
Shutting down the whole set, kill the game
And the name be fire Wayne, ice and change
You can catch me in an aqua range, squatting things
With them twenty-two inch chopper blades
Diamond face, diamond
English, I'm mikey, wayne vanish
I go by weezy f b thass who I be
You don't wanna lose me like new Id
I beat up the track like the new ali
And leaving eye
[Chorus]
"I grew up a fuckin' screw-up
Got introduced to the game, to the game then fuckin' blew up."
"I grew up a fuckin' screw-up
Got
"I grew up a fuckin' screw-up
Got introduced to the game, to the game then fuckin' blew up."
"I grew up a fuckin' screw-up
Got introduced
So, Lil Wayne, wht's your motivation?
Is that really a question? (Yeah, shorty)
Do you really have that written down in your notepad? (You already)
So, Lil Wayne, what's your motivation?
Is that really a question? (Yeah, shorty)
Do you really have that written down in your notepad? (You
through the game from
Every sequestered emcee who's ever been staged up
By clowns directing more effort into their make up
So here we go (Here we go!)
Here
Lil Wayne:
Yeah (take me out, take me out)
ok now it was me and Mrs. C
we was chillin by ourself
both of us just popped a pill
and now am feelin'
veins
I'm huntin' the game, you guys ain't fuckin with Wayne
Ask your vibe 'cause she fuckin' Lil Wayne, yeah
Nigga, y'all know me, this ain't nothin'
mumbling that aint real rap where im from we do not feel that
Wish I can bring carter 2 wayne back but he gone away
Damn no disrespect to lil wayne nigga he
the express lane
Speed cause Chest pains
Stop your heart cobain
Two rounds to the head
That's a major Migraine
Writer like mark twain
Flow like white Wayne
Spit
talk to you
No need to call me back
Whip game, hurricane
Feelin' like Bruce Wayne
Ice chain from Johnny Dang
Diamonds kickin' like Liu Kang
Naked bitches
(Lil' Wayne)
Guerilla.....what!!!..what!!!....untamed guerilla
(Juvenile)
Everyday I hear somebody bustin' choppers
They be makin' it hot
And the game I be spit
But i use it as propane
For the flame that I locked in
I spit like a young money billionaire
And I breath flames
You thinking that smog
Ya played with the Lil' Ya now ya takin' yo last breath
Pop 'Em Up, Pop 'Em Up
Watch 'em bleed to death
Ya played with the Yella Boy now ya
of you bitches
Let the lord be my witness
What y'all don't know
Lil' Wayne the nigga from hind ta grow
Quick ta strap up and ride play the blunt
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