got a hundred on the map though One mil, two mil Three million dollars Mansions, ballin Soulja pop them collars and everywhere I go man you can't follow
pain Escape your brain and so it stays the same We would not lay down, keep on fighting We won't live in vain, keep on climbing We won't be drained
blocks Man who can I trust not, nigga fuckin up the game, it's down to momma pain, & CEO's and main mane, Gon' be in the chain game these niggas don't
is stupid huh? Yo I ain't gay Man, why don't you tell the truth for once She want me You don't even got a mustache yet If you don't shut the hell up with
when I ain't have it Now you say you're leaving me but I ain't have it We put too much in just to pull out This thing's just too big for me to pull
your too involved Infatuated to the high [Tyga - Verse 1] Uhh took a deep breath, Inhaled this love in the air Only just to find pain cause its all that
killin' in the game, music Raised by game where niggas ain't fazed by fame Come to the crib, get banged, they take your chain Stay in your lane, broke back ain't
dick 'Til my man Raider Ruckus come home It ain't really on till the Ruckus get, home Puff a methbone, now I'm off to the red zone We don't need your
I might cut the cheese Ain't no rules to the game If it is we ain't playin' In your business like EPMD, "So whatcha sayin'?" You co-designin' that bullshit yo man
your boy Lil Jon, Lil Bo, Big Sam On the motherfuckin track, Rick Rubin (Yeah) I don't think y'all ready for this shit (y'all ain't ready nigga) Nothin
, don't freeze up Lovin' the sound of my nigga bustin' the pound When he open that door, don't be fuckin' around Right about then I heard the doorknob turn My man
like, whoa Fill his bitch ass, head to feet like, whoa Your man ain't whoa, the judge ain't whoa C O's ain't whoa, P O's ain't whoa Play y'allself,
tell you like me There ain't nobody like me It's Weezy baby [Hook] [Lil Wayne talking] Aiiyo see this is right here is Young Weezy nigga Don't
it, boy, you sure can get it You ain't heard It's Cash Money and that Carolina nigga You see it's young Wayne Game is ashamed and they say he's a pain
'Cause I run through broads and never get enough, maybe I'm too selfish But I can't help it, can't stay witchu girl 'Cause I can't tell if it's official
pain Nightmares, headlines, "Rapper found slain" If it wasn't for my moms, I'd drown in this pain Now ya'll see what it's like, ya'll don't wanna be