Yeah
 I put my shades on.

[Verse 1]
 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 hurting
 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, 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-ckin nevermind
 I’ve been gone too long
 [bad word] or false, right or wrong
 Hello Weezy, [bad word] home

[Hook 1]
 Yeah and I’m a blunt blowin’
 Polo draws showin’
 I don’t give a lovely motherf-ck [bad word] [bad word] 
 With my money growing, no matter where you going
 You don’t need a bus pass, for me to bust yo [bad word] [bad word] 

I’ma blunt blowin’
 Polo draws showin’
 I don’t give a lovely motherf-ck [bad word] [bad word] 
 With my money blowing, don’t matter I got more and
 You don’t need a bus pass, for me to bust yo [bad word] [bad word] 

[Verse 2]
 Stunna, I got em, I’m back on them [bad word] 
 All about my riches, my name should be Richard
 Cut the [bad word] out, I’m Edward with the scissors
 Life is a choice, and death is a decision
 Times have changed, but f-ck 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-cker, cuz the good die young
 Everybody selling dreams, I’m too cheap to buy one
 Man when that cookie [bad word]  everybody want a [bad word] 
 Shoot that hummingbird down, Hummingbird don’t hum
 Big money, big money, deep pockets
 Money talks, and motherf-ckers eavesdropping
 Bunch of bloods, you could call it blood clotting
 East side, My [bad word] Damu

[Hook 2]
 I’ma blunt blowin’
 Polo draws showin’
 I don’t give a lovely motherf-ck [bad word] [bad word] 
 With my teeth glowing, I’m on my Deebowin’
 You don’t need a bus pass, for me to bust yo [bad word] [bad word] 

I’ma blunt blowin’
 Polo draws showin’
 I-I don’t give a lovely motherf-ck [bad word] [bad word] 
 With my money blowing, no matter where you going
 You don’t need a bus pass, for me to bust yo [bad word] [bad word] 

[Verse 3]
 Okay, light that Ashton Kutcher, I’m a limit pusher
 Y’all dead meat, and me im just a butcher
 I do it for the money, man I am such a hooker
 And freedom was my girl, until they f-cking took her
 You can look into the future, its right behind your eyelids
 But I don’t wanna know, cuz [bad word] I like surprises
 Why that, why this, why you on that why [bad word] 
 Motherf-cker ask me why, I say YM
 Beach bum, call me ocean drive slim
 Drop the top, look up and make the sky grin
 Young moola, skinnies and some supras
 Belly of the beast till it pukes
 Motherf-cker

[Hook 2]

[Outro]
 I’ve been gone too long
 [bad word] or false, right or wrong
 [X3]
 Hello Weezy, [bad word] home
 It’s young mula, baby