Shia, I go by the name of Cassidy the Hustler And I brought two of my niggas with me And we about to shut the industry down Ay yo Weezy, let's get it poppin' Hit me
Fuck that shit, just the south side Got a fat dick when your mouth wide I'm from the take it outside, no Do it right, yeah, no How about later on, yeah, when everybody home You fucking with Weezy F, baby
Please say to baby, riding with your bitch, got keys on the lady.
Triple gold, these folk tires on the whip.
Young Carter sliding out, I'm flying in the whip, yeah.
Higher than an angel, hotter than the devil, the pot or kettle.
The metal, let them burn like Ursa.
If there's any beef, I come run like Mercer.
Word up, Eagle Street, I'm throwing my curb up.
We take your ice cream and turn you into sure But I got flow, I'm like sure But if it's about dough, I'm like sure
I'm from the bird bunch.
Birdman JR, you niggas bird lunch.
I see your lips moving, but I ain't heard much.
You see the wrist moving, it look like pure punch.
I hear the player hating, but I don't endorse such.
I got the escalade guts like the tall puss.
I got the styrofoam poured up with syrup.
And in the tires where the package is gone.
My, it's been a good year with these fire stones.
I spit like Maya's poems, poem and chromas.
For the biased chromosomes, I got somas.
I got Vicodin's valiums, I ain't stopping.
Got powder, heroin, X-Oxycontin.
And that's how we rockin'.
How can you hear that bop unless I'm be boppin'?
She'll skip when you hear that click.
Cash money, nigga, I'm that shit.
Respect me.
That's what I'm talking about.
Now, fam, spit at these niggas and let them know why they ain't fucking with you.
You're goddamn right, I'm feeling myself.
A chauffeur, no sir, I'm willing myself.
Looking for a chick, chilling for self.
So I can show her the suicides, I'm talking to killing herself.
I'm having problems dealing with wealth, but you wouldn't understand it until you get a million yourself.
You niggas must have got a deal for your health.
This CD is full of food.
It just chill on the shelf.
I spend big at any time I can start splurging.
The twin cigs open chest like a heart surgeon.
And I'm buttoned up, I'm just a blue-collar crook But I keep a stack thick as few college books
I got a new polished look and dime bitches to show y'all niggas how my look.
The boy got at least six digit songs.
So a gun's gotta be at least midget long.
The money is like bridges long.
I throw bread around just to turn pigeons on.
I got some good smoke just for puffers.
The two gram 20s make the hustlers suffer.
fluffer than a cotton ball.
I've gotten calls wanting me to put the pot in malls, but nowadays you can't put it past them.
I got a damn merino arm I'm bout to throw some bullets past them And the niggas in the hood keep portin' my lines
I don't jump ship, I keep floating in mine.
Long as I keep toting, I'm fine.
I jumped in the England ship, bins and whip.
It's Terminator Chrome, the engine's dead.
I'm reading scripts.
No, not the payment shift.
The box office shit.
A box office bitch.
Jessica Alba, Kirsten Dunst, and still make a meal on the first of months.
These dudes be the first to front to they family and friends that's in limos, they in Hurston.
I'm in a top position.
I could make you a proposition.
I'm in the hard top waiting on a drop edition.
The hell with the patience I'ma send a nigga down Under like Australia vacations
yeah this what it is my niggas just killed y'all and i'ma close the cast i'm trying not to let this industry get the best of me y'all i work hard for the fame the game stressing me y'all all they do is to
playing what they expect from me, y'all.
From the hood to Hollywood, they respecting me, y'all.
And even overseas, they accepting me, y'all.
All the ladies show me love, the dogs reppin' me, y'all I get a lot of dirty money, so expect me to ball
But I'm saving all my checks.
I'm investing them all.
They say what goes up is going definitely far.
Even the stars.
Success is my destiny, y'all.
Look, I cook tracks.
I got the recipe, y'all.
You can't name another cat that can mess with me, y'all.
At the shows, all the hoes be molesting me, y'all.
I got broads crying, trying to get next to me, y'all.
I got broads craving big and I have sex with me, y'all.
Screaming.
Cash, you don't know how sexy you are And I'm happy I'm alive, God blessin' me, y'all And all the problems that arrive is God testin' me, y'all
So I pray a day, but I ain't praying too much because I'll be sinning a day.
So I ain't praying enough.
And we all could be beating, I ain't saying I'm tough But if this beef, I don't speak, I ain't saying what's up
If it's people we meet, then I'm spraying shit up.
I ain't saying too much and that's that.
Cause that cat you embracing with love might clap that yak cause he got hate in his blood.
Keep your friends at a distance and your enemies close cause the folks you call friends send the envy the most.
Some cats will hang themselves if you give them a rope.
Burn the bridge and don't give them a boat.
Let them sink.
Sometimes you got to give them some time and let them think.
But sometimes you got to give them the nine and let them stink.
You can't bring a horse to the pine and let them drink.
I'd rather keep my eyes wide open instead of blink As soon as your eyes shut, them niggas will ride up
And the guys that you trusted to get in, you tied up.
We all got a doubt, but I ain't ready to leave.
That's why even if it's petty, I'll be ready to squeeze.
But for the Chetty, the Cheems, the Guacamula, I pop the Voodoo.
I send that hot shit through y'all like booyah.
That's the sound when the pound bustin'.
Who are you be laying on the ground suffering?
Clown is nothing to pull out and blast you.
I try to only resort to violence if I have to.
But man, Nick is out here and playing fair.
So before the ice even, I'm leaving you laying there.
And I ain't even playing, believe what I'm saying here.
Cause before this shit get further, your clique get murdered.
They're throwing in the hole in the grass.
They're trying to play that thug role.
I'll stop a mud hole in your ass.
In this cast, nigga, I'm that sick.
Full circus, nigga, I'm that shit.
Bitch.