Lyrics

[Produced by Willy Will] [Intro] Haha! Uh [Verse] Man, fuck them bitches and them hoes And them niggas pussies, ha, camel toes I got some money on me, and the weed nice My shit won't ever stop, suck my green light Bitch, it's Carter IV, murder's all she wrote Now it's fuck everybody, like a Scorpio Still running shit; I'm on my cardio Boy, I'm going in, like my water broke Suicide note, suicide doors I put in overtime, like a tied score Tinted windows, bitch, that mean mind yours And the weed loud, like a lion's roar Stare into the eyes, the eyes of forever Hear no evil, see no evil; Helen Keller No music on, rock it acapella And I don't need a watch; the time is now or never Tell my niggas love, I die behind this shit A nigga counting money, you niggas counterfeit Real nigga, nigga, proud of what I am Young Money is an army, bitch, I'm Uncle Sam Them hoes call me Tunechi, mama call me Tune I left the bullshit in the waiting room Straight to the money, no shortcuts Now watch me go retarded, yellow short bus We do drive-bys, we do walk-ups And, bitch, I be so high, I get starstruck Millz in this bitch, he said, "Fuck them hoes" And the jewelry bright, like summer clothes And I keep some bud, like Rudy Huxtable I body slam the beat, nigga, Dusty Rhodes I'm from Eagle Street; I go Hercules I get on the beat, murder first degree YMCMB, we don't give a fuck You faker than some titties; you get titty-fucked, ha! This the best worst feeling And, nigga, if I die, I die a death worth living, uh This that textbook G shit I've been in that water, but I never been seasick Yeah, knock me, I knock ya face off Life's a crazy bitch; Grace Jones Mind of a genius with a heart of stone, heh C4, Mr. Carter's home!