Goddamn, missed and hit a nigga in his head with dis one   I'ma paint da city red wit dis one   I'm ahead wit dis one   See u fuckin' wit da boys   Who tote toys way before Christmas   No assistance just      That persistence with   That commitment if   I don't get it, somebody gon' die tonight   I know my vibe is tight   And I deserve da throne   And if da kid ain't right   Den let me die in his songs      See I'll be ridin' just   Ridin alone'   Wit my daddy on my mind, like u gotta be kiddin'   How da hell u ain't here 2 see ya prince do his thing?   Sometimes I wanna drop a tear but no emotions from a king      Shant be, so I be who I be, that's me   Dats Weezy F. Baby and   Please say da motherfuckin'   So I be who I be, that's me   Dats Weezy F. Baby and   Please say da motherfuckin'      Baby u gotta kno dat I'm just out here   Doin' what I gotta do 4 me and u and we eatin'   So bitch, how da fuck iz u trippin'?   I'm takin' dese chances      My head 2 da sky   My feet on da ground   My fingas 2 da judge   If da money don't move      Then I won't budge   (Won't budge)   No I won't budge, no Lord      Money iz da motivation   Facin' da avenue   Back touchin' da wall   Got da weed, got da gun      Gotta run when I hear da bird call   Dang, hop in dat thang and merk off   Swerve off   U kno me dey call me Birdman Jr.      Anybody murderer   If Birdman sponsor it   Phantom of da Opera   All black, guap tent, locked in   I can let them shots out   U can't get no shots in      Bullet proof, leave a nigga wit a bullet roof   Shoot ya in ya mouth, Leroy   They call ?em Bullet Tooth   I'm like, what it do, what it do   There's a full court pressure   I'm just going for da 2      If I'm open for da 3   I'ma take it in a second   Even if there's one second   I'ma make it, it's nothin'      I don't take it for granted   I don't take it for nothin'   I take it for what it's worth   To da derf motherfucker   (Yea)      Baby u gotta kno dat I'm just out here   Doin' what I gotta do 4 me and u and we eatin'   So bitch, how da fuck iz u trippin'?   I'm takin' dese chances      My head 2 da sky   My feet on da ground   My fingas 2 da judge   If da money don't move      Then I won't budge   (Won't budge)   No I won't budge, no Lord      I ain't neva killed nobody I promise   And I promise if u try me   He gon' have to rewind dis track   And make me go back   Dat thing a go rrrat   Dat boy will lay flat, so flat      Dat act is wat I perform amongst u hatas   Got Nina in my palm and I'm masturbating   Black Peter Pan, fly till I die, what u sayin'?   Bathin' ape, Eve Saint, Evisu wat I stay in      Got me feelin' like Scarface   Light da Cohiba, streets reply   I look right in the 4 seater, u know I be high   Get right in the 4 seater, top floor of da Four Seasons   4 of dem whores, and they all kno how to cook it up      And look I got some   And only one know how to bag, bitch bundle up   See it's a cold world so homie bundle up   We ain't on dis grind for nothin'   Now get ya hustle up      Baby u gotta kno dat I'm just out here   Doin' what I gotta do 4 me and u and we eatin'   So bitch, how da fuck iz u trippin'?   I'm takin' dese chances      My head 2 da sky   My feet on da ground   My fingas 2 da judge   If da money don't move      Then I won't budge   (Won't budge)   No I won't budge, no Lord      Baby u gotta kno dat I'm just out here   Doin' what I gotta do 4 me and u and we eatin'   So bitch, how da fuck iz u trippin'?   I'm takin' dese chances      My head 2 da sky   My feet on da ground   My fingas 2 da judge   If da money don't move      Then I won't budge   (Won't budge)   No I won't budge, no Lord      Man, man this be that Hustler Musik   Young Weezy got that muthafucking Hustler Musik, yo   So ride to it yo, and vibe to it yo   I'm asking y'all please, please      Young Weezy got that Hustla Musik   Young Weezy got that muthafucking Hustler Musik   Ride to it yo, vibe to it yo   Vibe to it yo      It's trill shit man, it's real talk man   It's how we do it, how we did it, how we done it   It's trill shit man, it's real talk boy   It's how we do it, how we did it, how we done it      I ain't bragging, I ain't boastin', it's the way it go   I ain't bragging, I ain't boastin', that's the way it is   Better guard your kids, guard your face, better guard your body   We warned the place, we here   Fuck bitches, it's young money, nigga