Blunt Blowin

Yeah

I'm a put my shades on

Uh

I live it up like these are my last days

If time is money, I'm an hour past paid

Ughh, gunpowder in my hourglass

Niggas faker than some

flour in a powder bag

Yeah, I put it down

like my hands hurtin'

I'm on a natural high,

but I land perfect

Some of us are lovers,

most of y'all haters

But I put up a wall,

and they just wallpaper

So love or hate me, I stay hate free

They say we learn from mistakes

so that's why they mistaking me

I got some weight on my shoulders,

to me it's like feathers

All hail Weezy, call it bad weather

I stick to the script,

I memorize the lines

Cause Life is a movie that

I've seen too many times

You're on the outside

looking in, close the blinds

And they say never say never,

but f k it never mind

I've been gone too long

True or false, right or wrong (ha ha)

Hello Weezy, welcome home

Hook:

Yeah

And I'm a

Blunt blowin'

Polo draws showin'

I don't give a lovely

motherf k ass n a

With my money growing, no

matter where you're goin'

You don't need a bus pass,

for me to bust yo ass n a

I'm a blunt blowin'

Polo draws showin'

I I don't give a lovely

motherf k ass n a

With my money blowing,

don't matter I got more and

You don't need a bus pass,

for me to bust yo ass n a

Verse 2:

Stunna, I got em, I'm

back on them bitches

All about my riches, my

name should be Richard

Cut the bullshit out, I'm

Edward with the scissors

Life is a choice, and

death is a decision

Times have changed, but

f k it get a new watch

I still got the vision like

a line between two dots

Young money's eating,

the label getting fatter

And yea, the tables turned,

but I'm still sitting at em

I'm a bad motherf ker,

cause the good die young

Everybody selling dreams,

I'm too cheap to buy one

Man when that cookie crumble,

everybody want a crumb

Shoot that hummingbird down,

hummingbird don't hum yeah

Big money, big money, deep pockets

Money talks, and

motherf kers eavesdropping

Bunch of bloods, you could

call it blood clotting

East side, My Piru Damu, I'm a

Hook:

Blunt blowin'

Polo draws showin'

I don't give a lovely

motherf k ass n a

With my teeth glowing,

I'm on my Deebowin'

You don't need a bus pass,

for me to bust yo ass n a

I'm a blunt blowin'

Polo draws showin'

I I don't give a lovely

motherf k ass n a

With my money blowing, no

matter where you going

You don't need a bus pass,

for me to bust yo ass n a

Verse 3:

Light that Ashton Kutsher,

I'm a limit pusher

See y'all dead meat, and

me I'm just a butcher

I do it for the money,

man I am such a h r

And freedom was my girl,

until they f king took her

You could look into the future,

it's right behind your eyelids

But I don't wanna know, cause

s t I like surprises (ha ha)

Why that, why this, why

you on that why shit?

Motherf ker ask me why, I say YM

Beach bum (yeah), call me

ocean drive slim (bitch)

Drop the top, look up

and make the sky grin

Young moola, (yeah)

skinnies and some supras

Belly of the beast till it pukes

Motherf ker

Hook:

Blunt blowin'

Polo draws showin'

I don't give a lovely

motherf k ass n a

With my teeth glowing,

I'm on my Deebowin'

You don't need a bus pass,

for me to bust yo ass n a

I'm a Blunt blowin'

Polo draws showin'

I don't give a lovely

motherf k ass n a

With my money blowing, no

matter where you going

You don't need a bus pass,

for me to bust yo ass n a

3:

I've been gone too long

True or false, right or wrong

Hello Weezy, welcome home

It's young mula, baby

Young mula, baby

b h I've been gone too long

True or false, right or wrong

Hello Weezy, welcome home