Blunt Blowin'

"Blunt Blowin'"

I'mma put my shades on

I live it up like these are my last days

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

Gunpowder in my hourglass

Niggas faker than some flour in a powder bag

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 well that's why they mistake 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

Hello Weezy, welcome home

And I'mma blunt-blowin'

Polo drawers 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'mma blunt blowin'

Polo drawers 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

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 yeah, 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

Big money, big money, deep pockets

Money talks, and motherf**kers eavesdropping

Bunch of bloods, you could call it blood clotting

East side, MOB Piru Damu

I'mma blunt-blowin'

Polo drawers 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'mma blunt blowin'

Polo drawers 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

Light that Ashton Kutcher, 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

Why that, why this, why you on that why shit?

Motherf**ker ask me why, I say YM

Beach bum, call me Ocean Drive Slim (bitch)

Drop the top, look up and make the sky grin

Young mula, skinnies and some Supras

Belly of the beast 'til it puke us, motherf**ker

Blunt-blowin'

Polo drawers 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'mma blunt-blowin'

Polo drawers 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

I've been gone too long

True or false, right or wrong

I've been gone too long

True or false, right or wrong

Said 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