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[Verse 1: Lil
Man all you niggas drive me crazy
Make me sick to my stomach, I nauseated
All you on hands and jump off a building
I could still taste her pussy,
Backpack of artillery
1 milo
niggas actin like lil bitches
I dont understand shit, I could scribble it
Took her clothes, step back and it
Then tear her ass up like a puppet
The end of the road is at walking
Have to get blood off my hands at the faucet drippin
In yo face a airbag in a car collision
My weed man so
Im stayin rich, tryin not to make poor
Everything I do I plan it out like a system
Nigga if you here you gon slip and fall a victim to me
Yo bitchs makin pictures to me
Then she shoot to my house, I screwed over in a bed
I shoot off in her then she get the bullet uh
Skatin on em Im Lil Wayne
And the so strong I can feel veins
Bite it down, a picture, now feel afraid
The drugs got me so numb I cant feel
And my at home with the mood swings
I gotta make a few runs like Ussain
Wish I had a for my thoughts for some loose change
Hungry niggas going at yo for that food chain
Drop some pills that make me
Hoes me in they TP
I hope that pussy like kiwi
Hope its nicer than Tahiti, hopin I could get a
Leavin a body floatin with a mouth full of seaweed
With weird backpack, thats E.T.
give me the heebeegeebees
I hope theyll disappear, where the is Houdini?
I got niggas on my side, you got on yo back
yell timber, money grow on trees
Money over queens, you blow me
I sit back the breeze, hoes prettier than please
I really do shit but sit back and call the shots
She poured out her heart, I had it on the
Red beam on yo head, thats a on top
You dont wanna keep cool, I know niggas thatll die uh
I danced with the in my dreams
When I wake up I still hear the same
Make me wanna blow a motherfucker out
Flow on a nigga, Im about to
Lil nigga Ill take yo ho, make her call her homegirl, make em share the same dick
Its that motherfuckin Dedication 5, I hope Ill be alive to see a Dedication 6
Lil

2: Vado]
Ayo its levels to this shit, levels to this
Been MIA since Levels was the shit
And niggas know Im on another level this shit
Im pedaling the 6, metal when it hit
All I need is a and a ditch
You done dig me a hole then you me where it is
Run in his and show me where the kids
Put one in his while he going in his fridge
Thats me, ill
Black AP, go trip nigga
Black jeans, great T, OTs
Backstreet, go for 10 nigga
quiet, beef with D5
Im in the streets like Kings rights
opposed their lead tight
On old bullshit, P minus
They scream and seize
My like Godfather meets Wire
Ive in the whip
3 6s, devil on trips
Shots whistled a cuddle when its lip
Im to go ballistic, shadow in the ship
Call the Barney Rubble in the
Made to kick rocks, bull from ziplocks uh