[Euro & Lil Wayne] I think I’m seeing things When I don’t see a thing I woke up and realized all the nightmares that dreaming brings Let my people go I know y’all hear 'em screaming things Now load up choppers, point it at the coppers Let let freedom ring
I like the sweeter things So what bitch, no needle strings I wake up stretch my feet and wings My life has no deleted scenes I pop pop pop and leave the scene Leave the scene Noczema clean Sippin on that lean cuisine Incredible Hulk on creatine My nigga
Fuck the world and may I mention fuck the world again But I wanna go around the world Tune You down to go around the world again?
I am and you can trust in a nigga like fam I’m hitting these licks on these niggas like stamps Giving these hoes headaches like rams Yes ma’am and I
Just might call your girl a friend But fuck her like she my girlfriend Talk to her like she my girl like Oops you look like my girl’s twin [?] I’m lost in future, present, past All those drinks I had I’ll speed em fast I’ll blink I crashed They say it’s my time I’m racing time I think I’m last And if Tune mentions lean again Then I might drink his stash The underdogs understand what I lay over tracks New school but all I listen to is older raps, bitch I still
I still been drinking on the low I never think because I know And pimpin haven't died and money getting old And now the wrinkles startin to show My rims twinkle like a toe I’m tippy toeing with ya hoe One thing led to another and then the pencil broke I got that handgun on the table, shotgun in the closet Police in disguises I don’t like surprises I don’t like tomatoes, I don’t like tamales Shoutout to my plug, I pray the rats don’t chew the wires Straight ballin you niggas just bald spots When they tried to read my palms the pages were torn out And pussy niggas get hawled off No cough drops
I’m tryna make the same cash off rap they made off pop I’m off topic I killed more than I did with a gun with a skill I’m no role model I’m rollin with models rollin off pills I’m rollin over Whoevers not rollin with us, then road kill Tryna get Uncle Phil cake In case I die tryin I wrote wills I’m chillin for the moment Til I can’t figure out the code to get the motherfucking safe open Who the fuck left the cage open [?] I’m liable to blow your fucking face open
Every bone you can break broken If I go broke every home I can break in broken Pussy look like a steak smoking Niggas looking like the lake frozen And I hate rodents And I stay choking off the straight potent Til it make no sense Niggas talking shit Nigga I can get you wacked nigga You can picture that til you break your lense Niggas take no ends Nigga fuck your hoe While you cutting your grass Nigga cut your throat Taking out your trash Pull up on you slow Going at you fast you ain't got nowhere to go Nigga hung em by a rope Dump em by the boats Fuck em adios Fuck em I don't care Got a bad bitch naked And she just asked “What you gonna do to me that I ain't done to myself?” I said “Ooo talk dirty, but don’t talk long You leave Wayne’s world it’s a long walk home" My pockets on that growth hormone I call them shots, can I get a dialtone, yeah
Mula, can I get a million Till the heads on tails Til I get a full coin Full fledge, full house, when your friend gone join? Got a friend in the cut with a gun by the groin
And what are friends for I’m still the boss don’t get sent for
Roger that 10-4 Nigga send me point em out where he at I got em We don't wanna see you back in court
The weed so loud bitches get ignored Cause I don't got time to go back and forth I told that bitch don't question me bitch If you do you asking for it I’m spaced out like asteroids
Feeling like arod after ‘roids I'm from Prop city
I’m from New Orleans the part that’s destroyedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
