[Produced by Infamous and Drew Correa]
[Intro: Lil Wayne]
Yo Drew and Inf, this right here is crazy
I feel big, you know what I mean
Like not...not big in the sense of weight
You know what I mean...like gaining weight
Or nothing like that, like colossal
I heard you were lookin' for me
[Hook: Sha-ron Prescott]
Hey Mr. Carter
Tell me where have you been
Cause they've been asking, they've been searching
They've been wondering why
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
To you forever: from me to you
I heard somebody say Church, I'ma need a suit
I'ma need a coupe, I won't need a roof
Flyer than "Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice"
I got the flow, I'm trying to see the roof
Didn't wear a bulletproof, so I got shot and you can see the proof
Blind eyes could look at me and see the truth
Wonder if Stevie do? But I'mma leave it to
God, not Beaver, neither you
Cause I'mma murder Y, kill O and even U
Man, I got Summer hatin' on me cause I'm hotter than the Sun
Got Spring hating on me cause I ain't never sprung
Winter hatin' on me cause I'm colder than y'all
And I would never, I would never, I would never fall
I'm bein' hated by the seasons
So fuck y'all who hatin' for no reason
[Hook: Sha-ron Prescott]
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
I been in and out the bank, bitch
While y'all asshole niggas been on the same shit
I flush and watch 'em go down the drain quick
Two words you never hear: "Wayne quit!"
Cause Wayne win and they lose
I call them April babies, cause they fools
And when they snooze, we up
Feet up like a, parapleguc
Or paraplegic? I parallel park
In that red-and-yellow thing, old school Atlanta Hawk
Like I'm from College Park, but I'm from Hollygrove
Now all my Bloods scream "Soo woo and "Da da do"
I know my role and I play it well
And I weigh it well, on my Libra scale
I suck a pussy, fuck a pussy leave it there
Long hair, don't even care
[Hook: Sha-ron Prescott]
[Verse 3: Jay-Z]
I'm right here in my chair with my crown, and my dear
Queen B, as I share mic time with my heir
Young Carter, go farther, go further, go harder
Is that not why we came, and if not then why bother
Show no mercy to Murcielago
Far from being the bastard that Marcy had fathered
Now my name's been mentioned with the martyrs
The Biggies and the Pacs and the Marleys and the Marcuses
Garvey, got me a molotov cocktail
Flow, even if you box well, can't stop the blows
Kaboom! The Roc Boy in the room
The Dope Boy just came off the spoon
Also, I'm so fly I'm on auto-
Pilot, while guys just stare at my wardrobe
I see Euros, that's right: plural
I took so much change from this rap game it's your go
(Young!)
[Verse 4: Lil Wayne]
It's my go, yeah
And I'ma go so opposite of soft
Off the richter, Hector
Camacho Man Randy Savage
Far from average, above status-quo, flow so pro
I know, I ride slow and when I pass
They say, "what up, Killa?"
Man, stop bringing up my past
And next time you mention Pac, Biggie, or Jay-Z
Don't forget Weezy baby
[Hook: Sha-ron Prescott]
[Outro: Lil Wayne]
And I swear to everything, when I leave this earth
It's gonna be on both feet, never knees in this dirt
And you can try me, fucker, but when I squeeze, it hurt
Ahh, we'll lose 2 lives: yours and mine
Give me any amount of time, don't let Miss Carter grieve
At the funeral parlor, dripping tears down my sleeve
Give me any amount of time, don't let Miss Carter grieve
