[Intro]
[Verse 1: Lil' Wayne]
Faded off the kush I'm gone

Only 2 years old when daddy used to bring them hookers home
Looking like my grandmaw, my ^!$$%s got that ammo
We jack son then light up that "L", Samuel

Tucci in this (*##$ ^!$$%, y'all ^!$$%s (*##$ ^!$$%s
Rats gone rat and snakes gone hiss ^!$$%
Baseball rich ^!$$%, do this %#@! for all my homies

Where them bad (*##$es at? Come and put that #~!!@ on me
Tucci you a murderer, boy you just be killing %#@!
Yeah you know that money talk, I am the ventriloquist

Tranquilizer in the trunk, put your $$# to sleep man
Birdman Jr. got the world in my wingspan
How you ^!$$%s want it? Have it your way, Burger King

I get deep in that #~!!@, dig her out, surgery
$#&@ing with a real ^!$$%, $#&@ing right, certainly
Break in your $#&@ing home, take your life, burglary

Woah ^!$$%, die slow ^!$$%, for dear life your holding on En Vogue ^!$$%
Unload ^!$$%, reload ^!$$%, tools on deck, Home Depot ^!$$%
Well if life is a (*##$, then mine a gold digger

And all my (*##$es nasty like a cold dinner
Everyday I go so hard and work my $$# off
I'm good, I'm 100 like a fastball

It's Carter 4!
(I'm going back in man)
(Yeah)


[Verse 2 - Lil' Wayne]


We get $#&@ y'all money, how you want to play it?
That AK sleep on the side of my bed
That's one eye closed, one eye open

Your cap get peeled like I-B-Profen
I'm sick, I'm ill, I ain't the ^!$$% to $#&@ with
This a crazy world and life is shorter than Bushwick

Young Money man we got this %#@! by a land slide
Boy I send them bloods at your $$# like a tampon
Uptown %#@!, wet the whole party, Weezy gone ball

Ball like Steve Harvey, the heater I'm a tuck her
Tuck her like D. Lawrence, that's my word like, 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 mother$#&@er till I get arthritis

I'm a beast, I'm a $$#, 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, I go so mean, I'm so New Orleans
Told the judge I couldn't budge, it was him or me

Forget the bull%#@! and remember me
(Laugh)
[Outro]