Yeah, I put my shades on
Uh, I live it up like these are my last days
If time is money, Im an hour past paid
Ugh, gunpowder in my hourglass
Niggas faker than some flour in a powder bag
Yeah, I put it down like my hands hurting
Im on a natural high, but I land perfect
Some of us are lovers, most of yall haters
But I put up a wall, and they just wallpaper
So love or hate me, I stay hate-free
They say we learn from mistakes
Well, thats why they mistake me
I got some weight on my shoulders
To me its like feathers
All hail Weezy, call it bad weather
I stick to the script, I memorize the lines
Cause life is a movie that Ive seen too many times
Youre on the outside looking in, close the blinds
And they say never say never, but fuck it, nevermind
Ive been gone too long
True or false, right or wrong
Hello Weezy, welcome home, yeah
And Im a blunt blowin, Polo-drawers showin
I-dont-give-a-lovely-motherfuck-ass-nigga
With my money growing, no matter where you going
You dont need a bus pass for me to bust yo ass nigga
And Im a blunt blowin, Polo-drawers showin
I-dont-give-a-lovely-motherfuck-ass-nigga
With my money blowing, dont matter I got more and
You dont need a bus pass for me to bust yo ass nigga
Stunna, I got em, Im back on them bitches
All about my riches, my name should be Richard
Cut the bullshit out, Im Edward with the scissors
Life is a choice, and death is a decision
Times have changed, but fuck it get a new watch
I still got the vision like a line between two dots
Young Moneys eating, the label getting fatter
And yeah, the tables turned, but Im still sitting at em
Im a bad motherfucker, cause the good die young
Everybody selling dreams, Im too cheap to buy one
Man, when that cookie crumble, everybody want a crumb
Shoot that hummingbird down, hummingbird dont hum, yeah
Big money, big money, deep pockets
Money talks, and motherfuckers eavesdropping
Bunch of bloods, you could call it blood clotting
Eastside, MOB, Piru Damu
Im a blunt blowin, Polo draws showin
I-dont-give-a-lovely-motherfuck-ass-nigga
With my teeth glowing, Im on my Deebowin
You dont need a bus pass for me to bust yo ass nigga
Im a blunt blowin, Polo draws showin
I-dont-give-a-lovely-motherfuck-ass-nigga
With my money blowing, no matter where you going
You dont need a bus pass for me to bust yo ass nigga
Okay, light that Ashton Kutcher, Im a limit pusher
See yall dead meat, and me Im just a butcher
I do it for the money, man I am such a hooker
And freedom was my girl, until they fucking took her
You can look into the future, its right behind your eyelids
But I dont wanna know, cause shit I like surprises
Why that? Why this? Why you on that why shit?
Motherfucker ask me why, I say YM
Beach bum, call me Ocean Drive Slim
Drop the top, look up and make the sky grin
Young Mula, skinnies and some Supras
Belly of the beast til it puke us
Motherfucker
Blunt blowin, Polo draws showin
I-dont-give-a-lovely-motherfuck-ass-nigga
With my teeth glowing, Im on my Deebowin
You dont need a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass nigga
Im a blunt blowin, Polo draws showin
I-dont-give-a-lovely-motherfuck-ass-nigga
With my money blowing, no matter where you going
You dont need a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass nigga
Ive been gone too long
True or false, right or wrong
Yeah, Ive been gone too long
True or false, right or wrong
Said, Ive been gone too long
True or false, right or wrong
Hello Weezy, welcome home
Its Young Mula, baby
Young Mula, baby
Bitch, Ive been gone too long
True or false, right or wrong
Hello, Weezy, welcome home