Lyrics:
the pound yeah
I bring it in by the pound
I bring it in by the pound yeah
I bring it in outta town yeah
No I ain't playing around yeah
Lil boy gone get gun
Man need no attitude
Quantitative aptitude
Gotta freestyle like I should
Leave me with a broken heart
And no way and no way
And the way she smile In my
libs
All i see is a bunch of Lil Lil Lil Waynes
That need surgery by Dr. Carter
Sorry no trophies try a little harder
Check the dynamics bunch of rich
nigga what I'm made to be
Feel like old wayne, tryna bring my whole squad up
We gone eat til we full, the weed the only thing I cough up
No freebies when
not flippin on my bros
I say what I say and I stand on ten toes
Im like lil Wayne I could rap wit 10 flows
Unlike luh Tyler this not my first show
I'm
And we create our own businesses so later on
Our children have things in their name that they can say they own
A mix tape freestyle become your favorite
1... 2... 3...
Yea I’m inner city vibed out
Polaroid how we slide out
Tryna take you on a tour if you sure ain't no time outs
LSD and good drugs huh
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
anything
Feel the need to recede from the dream, intervene
What you need, we a team
I been meanin' to free all the things that you seen
You a queen with
been the sunshine
Take a little nap when the sunrise
The perfect kind of lifestyle
Pop a lil pill catch a freestyle
Serotonin got me floating right now
I
the nighttime
Time is by my silhouette, tired of being a harbinger of bad news
Tired of paying rent, and I'm tired of paying dues
And I'm tired of being polite,
things hold 50 each mothafucka
Yeah, Hot Spitta, yeah
Yeah, niggas know the lil’ dog
Bouncin’ in the big ‘Lac
No I’m not Lil Scrappy, but
I gotta lil
size
Rule number 10
Should have been rule number 1
'cause If you give in on the first night
Make sure you ride that thing
Scream his name
And he'll
That I am the shit, and you's a bitch and that's the way it goes
Dimes invites their friends, it's going down, hell yeah, you know for sure
If I'm going
said I know you wanna do yo dash
But Just make sure yo ass get here
And baby The way that you throw That lil ass
You boutta break yo back in here
And I
I hit a nod
Pharmaceutical wordsmith, even when I'm moving real odd
Raw tip stuck to my finger, like Ann did with Kong
Remix it by the liter,
me, no time too be sleep make sure that I got mine
I go hard everyday I go hard every week as long as I got time
The best thing too happen too me
Was
wanna see me on the scene
Last thing you hear is a bang and a scream
Bare mash man want me on their team
’Cause they know from the bust I shot
Heads are
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
right
Make sure that you make it through the late night take flights
You might even trip
Every time we land its a lil different yea how we get it
Ooo
the valley with the shadows of death
My homies gone so I'm walkin this valley all by myself
We miss our boy lil' Willie so much he was like a brother to us
rhymes equal actual life
Its the true essence in ebony, trace your record-sales G
Somethings are pure luck, other things are meant to be
I bet they'll
outkast
Wanna be lil wayne, wanna be hot 2
Wanting to write bars, started to rhyme true
Man i knew i was on to something
Was tempted to give up
With all
two things I love to do is get
That money and put that shit on
(Get that money and put that shit on
For sure)
And if I don't blow with this rap
Go cop
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