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Uh, I live it up in like my last days If is money, I'm an hour past paid Ugh, gunpowder in my Niggas faker than flour in a powder bag Yeah, I put it down like my hurting I'm on a high, but I land perfect Some of us are lovers, most of haters But I put up a wall, and they just So love or hate me, I hate-free They say we from mistakes, well that's why they mistake me I got some weight on my shoulders, to me it's feathers All hail Weezy, it bad weather I stick to the script, I the lines 'Cause life is a movie that seen too many times You're on the looking in, close the blinds And they say say never, but fuck your never mind I've gone too long or false, right or wrong, haha Hello Weezy, home
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Stunna, I got 'em, I'm back on them All about my riches, my should be Richard Cut the bullshit out, I'm Edward with the Life is a choice, and death is a Times changed, but fuck it get a new watch I still got the vision like a line two dots Young money's eating, the label fatter And yea, the turned, but I'm still sitting at 'em I'm a bad motherfucker, the good die young Everybody dreams, I'm too cheap to buy one Man that cookie crumble, everybody want a crumb that hummingbird down, hummingbird don't hum yeah Big money, big money, pockets talks, and motherfuckers eavesdropping Bunch of bloods, you call it blood clotting East side, My Damu, I'mma
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Light Ashton Kusher, I'm a limit pusher See dead meat, and me I'm just a butcher I do it for the money, man I am such a And freedom was my girl, until they fucking her You can look into the future, its right behind your But I don't wanna know, 'cause shit I like Why that, why this, why you on that why ask me why, I say Y-M Beach bum, me ocean drive slim Drop the top, look up and make the sky Young moola, and some Supras Belly of the till it puke us
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I've been too long True or false, right or
Yeah been gone too long True or false, right or
Said I've gone too long True or false, right or wrong
Hello Weezy, home (welcome home) young mula, baby Young mula, baby (young baby)
I've gone too long True or false, or wrong Hello Weezy, home yeah