Faith - Mike WiLL Made It, Lil Wayne, HoodyBaby

See that nigga at home?

It’s all good

Mike WiLL Made-It

EarDrummers

That last drought was a setback

That red light is a death trap

That jail time was a wrist slap

That jail time was a quick nap

That redbone is my new twap

I got a new coupe, you got a new app

I’m from Louisiana, the boot nigga

It’s like boot camp, baby

Call the valet, pull up in front

Drop the top and let them bitches see the guts

I drop the top and let you bitches see the guts

We hittin' licks, it taste like victory to us

And I always have faith (faith) in my plug (plug)

Clean slates (slates) dirty lungs

Give me my collection plate (plate) like Reverend Run (Run)

Movin' snowflakes (flakes) so wear some Uggs

Nigga get the duck tape, (yeah) ski mask and gloves (yeah)

Don’t leave a trace, (don't leave a trace) don’t leave a crumb

'Cause it’s always what you take, not who you took it from (Amen)

We just see them as bait, we just see them as young

Men that always have faith (faith) in my connect

Shoot you in your Durex, leave you lookin' like a Kotex

And I’m always half baked (yep) sippin' slow death

Shinin', puttin' these carrots in your face like a snowman

And I always have faith

I need to know

I need to, I need to know

Tell me somethin' (yeah) tell me somethin' (yeah)

Is you stuntin' or you fuckin' or fuckin' stuntin'?

Is you ballin' or is you broke?

We fuckin' stuntin' (we fuckin' stuntin')

And if we partyin' with these hoes

We fuckin' somethin' (we fuckin' somethin')

I’m from New Orleans on these hoes

I’m from the dungeon (I'm from the dungeon)

I can’t be partyin' with these hoes

I’m outchea hustlin' (I'm outchea hustlin')

I’m outchea hustlin' for a meal (meal)

She bustin' for a deal (she bustin)

Beyoncé wasn’t lyin'

We all got bills, bills, bills

I try to tell my bitch that (bae)

She say, «Yeah, right with your rich ass» (okay)

I can’t fight with her thick ass (no way)

We cat fight then we kiss ass (okay)

That last drought was a setback (Amen)

That red light is a death trap (Amen)

That jail time was a wrist slap (Amen)

That jail time was a quick nap (shh)

That red-bone is my new twap

I got a new coupe, you got a new app (yeah)

Louisiana, the boot is like boot camp

And you know where I’ma stick this boot at, bitch ass nigga

(Yeah, yeah)

Told my bro, «I need a whole thang, I need a whole thang»

Why he brought my ass some dog food?

I need some cocaine (alright)

Had to tell my baby mama, «Front your daddy’s whole thang» (alright)

Ain’t no playin' with my money, we ain’t playin' no games (tell 'em)

HoodyBaby, fat Jesus (tell 'em) I got all these gold chains

On the highway racin' killers, we just call it road rage (alright)

Call me Neighborhood Hoody, it’s a neighborhood thang

Man, my cellphone ringin', got a call from Mack Maine (Mack)

I got faith (I got faith) in my trap house (in my trap house)

State to state (state to state) I got it mapped out (I got it mapped out)

I got a safe (I got a safe) and a stash house (oh Lord)

HoodyBaby whip the white 'til I black out!

I need to know (I need to know)

I need to, I need to know (alright)

Tell me somethin' (yeah) tell me somethin' (yeah)

Is you stuntin' or you fuckin' or fuckin' stuntin'?

Is you ballin' or is you broke?

We fuckin' stuntin' (fuckin' stuntin')

We can’t be partyin' with these hoes

We’re fuckin' nothing (we can’t be partyin')

I’m from New Orleans on these hoes

I’m from the dungeon (Louisiana)

I can’t be partyin' (I can’t be partyin')

I’m outchea hustlin' (I'm outchea hustlin')

Always have faith (have faith) in my plug (in my plug)

I had to scrape and get it out the mud

I ain’t always have cake (no) so I don’t judge

And my homies have faith in me so in Tunechi we trust

Tell 'em, hoes!

I need to know, yeah (I need to know)

I need to know, yeah (alright)

Tell me somethin' (tell me somethin')

Tell me somethin' (tell me somethin')

Is you stuntin' or you fuckin' or fuckin' stuntin'?

(Mula)

Is you ballin' or is you broke?

We fuckin' stuntin'