Lyrics:
Heads up in the clouds, ahh thanks mescaline!
The omniscient penny-stock investor
Profitless cornucopia, so sick of trash
Bested by the Tweety to my
Where would I go?
Got to keep it real with me
If I don't know where I'm coming from
So to hell with you
Where would I go?
Now where am I going?
If I
Never pictured his truest homeboy would fall in love
(Here's where it gets ya)
Now Precious is pregnant, Lil' Trigga is happy
He wants to marry her now
homeboy would fall in love
Here's where it gets ya
Now Precious is pregnant, lil' Trigga is happy
He wants to marry her now, not knowin' he ain't
I'm flippin'
Just took some shrooms now I'm trippin'
Yeah
Said "can you tell me how you're feeling Mo? I really want to know"
Wise man once said none
up, then you know that you sit in the back where the kids are
I got this lil bitch said she wanna ride
I showed her the vibe now she wanna slide
She
Never forget that you are loved
You know that you are loved
Lil Bobby got a gun now, age fifteen
Destined to spend his life inside a cage
Lock it up, lock it up
Microwave, microwave, microwave (1017 shit)
Mop it up, mop it up (brr)
Do my lil' dance with this ho, you hear? (Well,
niggas should know that by now (Brrr dab)
I'm tryna sell you the swag, you lil niggas should order it now
Smokin' a pound of gas now, keep it goin',
mighty possessive
Lil' Wayne could not have found him a better successor
Every shot you see them take at me? They all contested
Allen Iverson shoe deal,
quiet, Sgt. said this was gonna be pretty easy
Yeah, but never underestimate those fucking niggers
Alright are you ready?
Yeah, I'm as ready as I'll
I do not wanna love you
I'm smoking backwoods woah, damn
I just got started in November now
I'm at the top fucking hoes by their race
Told that lil
I can hear you reachin out so slowly now to me
You know what I want, can't have it where we are
Gotta drive a lil bit outta here till we gon lose it
the robbin'
I done did the jackin', now I'm full rappin'
I put on my brothers, I put on my bitch
Had to wear the dress 'cause I had a stick
You know where
Lil N***a this my armor (Lil N***a its my armor)
Its my armor
Now as i walk through the Valley of Death
I look around see there is nobody left
All
car
Hundred rounds out that AR, go bizarre (Baow)
Back then it was hard
Had to pull couple kick doors, now we on
Hood Babies on top now, what you want?
about right
Now, what are you singing
What are you listening to on that iPad
What are you watching? And they
Be like "such and such"
And I be like, you
bein' thieves
Right now, right now, yeah, right now
I know niggas in the game that can't leave
Right now,
I'm from a time where you had to pay the DJ for
my guys with another one yeah yeah
Where are where are you
Where are where are you
Where are where are you
Where are where are you
Where are where are
50 cent or someone else
They do what everyone else
Does even if it doesn’t fit where
And who they are but
You get nowhere that way your
Energy is weak
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' (yeah, not the mid is low now, turn the mics up some more)
Our music keeps you movin' what are
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' (yeah, not the mid is low now, turn the mics up some more)
Our music keeps you movin' what are
that
Yeah, what's happening, baby? I'm Lil Wayne from New Orleans
Fresh out the navy, now the captain of my own team
Hop in this machine, vanish
that
Yeah, what's happening, baby? I'm Lil Wayne from New Orleans
Fresh out the navy, now the captain of my own team
Hop in this machine, vanish
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