MegaMan - Lil Wayne

Faded off the kush, I’m gone

Only two years old when daddy used to bring them hookers home

Looking like my grandma, my niggas got that ammo

We jack-son and then light up the L, Samuel

Tunechi in this bitch, nigga, y’all niggas bitch niggas

Rats gon' rat, and snakes gon' hiss, nigga

Baseball rich nigga, do this shit for all my homies

Where them bad bitches at?

Come and put that pussy on me

Tunechi, you a murderer, boy, you just be killing shit

Yeah, you know that money talk, I am the ventriloquist

Tranquilizer in the trunk, put your ass to sleep, man

Birdman Junior, got the world in my wingspan

How you niggas want it?

Have it your way, Burger King

I get deep in that pussy, dig her out, surgery

Fucking with a real nigga, fucking right, certainly

Break in your fucking home, take your life, burglary

Whoa, nigga, die slow, nigga

For dear life you’re holding on, En Vogue, nigga

Unload, nigga, reload, nigga

Tools on deck, Home Depot, nigga

Well, if life is a bitch, then mine a gold digger

Yeah, and all my bitches nasty like a cold dinner

Everyday, I go so hard and work my ass off

I’m good, I’m 100 like a fastball

It’s Carter IV

Yeah!

Ugh!

I’m going back in, man

Yeah

We get fuck y’all money, how you wanna play it?

That AK sleep on the side of my bed

That’s one eye closed, one eye open

Your cap get peeled like ibuprofen

I’m sick, I’m ill, I ain’t the nigga to fuck with

It’s a crazy world, and life is shorter than Bushwick

Young Money, man, we got this shit by a land slide

Boy, I send them Bloods at your ass like a tampon

Uptown shit, wet the whole party

Weezy gon' ball, bal' like Steve Harvey

The heater I’ma tuck her, Tuck-er like De-lores

That’s my word, word like the-saurus

I don’t see no future in your fronting, I be stunting hard

Rap game dependent on me like a bungee cord

Fear nobody, but God almighty

Shoot that motherfucker till I get arthritis

I’m a beast, I’m a ass, I’m ahead of my class

I’m a diamond in the rough like a baby in the trash

I don’t talk it, I live it, I paint a picture vivid

And them pistols popping like they sitting in a skillet

I go so hard, go so mean, I’m so New Orleans

Told the judge I couldn’t budge, it was him or me

Forget the bullshit and remember me