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Cover my tracks like butter so where the bread be

I say beef as dead meat who that the president, yeah, me

No one scare me and you ain't gotta double dare me, hear me

Cover my tracks like butter so where the bread be

I say beef as dead meat who that the president, yeah, me

No one scare me and you ain't gotta double dare me, hear me

Loud and clearly rats aren't near me

Wiretap niggaz get blood in they ear piece

I'm from New Orleans nowhere near peace

Pure Beast, Fear Free, Dear Grief

Catch up bitch I'm in gear three

Zoom gone, see ya peace drop one finger, yeah

Fuck 'em and whoever made 'em

I will hurt whoever love 'em cause I hate 'em

Lookin' for a lady, high and sedated

Got her to the pad, I don't know how a nigga made it

She gave me relations, so now we related

The morning comes, the picture faded

Awaited on my turn to burn, can I get a light?

Little Dog, Bigger Bite, Jackson Five, Little Mike

Can I get a mic or a mic and a half

That's source homie, shout out to the editing staff

I'm all grown, so much better with math

I need a spread in the Forbes takin' a Benjamin bath yeah

I'm servin' this track like, Stephen Graf, yeah

Roger Federer, there's no competitors

Niggaz know my rhetorhic, bitches know my preference

Young God, baby, all them other niggaz reverends

Sittin' in my big house surrounded by my weaponries

I keep them away like I got leprosy

Chopper right next to me loaded up wit pepper seize

Got an extra clip but that's only for my especiallies, yeah

This is especially for you

Disrespect a nigga game what kinda referee is you

Swallow you slow, make a nigga ride wit the pistols

'Cuz the fakest niggaz ride wit the pistols

Even if I die old, I'ma die with the pistols

And if you stand over my body I'll probably kill ya

Yeah, now I feel it, Weezy the realest

I wear a lot of Bathing Ape 'cuz I be wit gorillas

Yeah, he what they talkin bout topic of the conversation

Product of determination

Yeah, stop playin you are not up in my situation

I get money like a Caucasian

The car red so the car Cajun

Stop hatin, y'all ballers I'ma sports agent

Wait a minute lemme translate it

It's Weezy not the father motherfuckin' baby

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