Ay, shorty, you know what I'm sayin'? Some niggas palms be sweatin', some niggas palms be itchin' It don't matter, nigga, just gotta get it, you know what I'm sayin', nigga? You built this *** from the ground up, nigga, the Carter, nigga You know what I'm sayin'? We been round the world gettin' money, nigga We been to every ghetto, every neighborhood, every project, nigga We worldwide hustlers, nigga, you know what I'm sayin'? Let's get them niggas, let's ride, shorty Look, indictments got us conspiracy for murder Five young niggas uptown surfin' Word, they bird curvin' for servin' Look, the worst is all the worst is shootin' out like they jaws curvin' Bitch, and we was raised in these war times Jailhouse have made men of these hard times And don't cry, I'm gon' get mine, so pray for me I'm on the block, on the grind, mama, pray for me So, nigga, respect my G, respect my grind, nigga, respect how I eat Respect my mind, nigga, respect this heat Get these niggas out of line, nigga, we dress up and creep, whoa Me shawty, I'ma blow they whole block ***in' with a soldier, mastermind his own plot Third-world survivor, uptown madness Killin' is a hobby, jackin' is a habit, bitch We don't give a ***, suck my nigga, we young and pissed, suck me off *** a nigga, *** up your nigga, it's ***in' with us, nigga Pop a nigga, lift up, hit him up and be out And we out for cash, mother***in' money, baby We don't give a ***, suck my nigga, we young and pissed, suck me off *** a nigga, *** up your nigga, it's ***in' with us, nigga Pop a nigga, lift up, hit him up and be out And we out for cash, mother***in' money, baby The murder man, picture me lurkin' Right there behind your curtains, nine squirtin' And you can hear it when it's hurtin' But if I hear him hurtin', I walk over and murkin' for certain I took over the circus, cause I'ma act a clown I'ma act a clown if you put your feet down on my surface I walk around four pound in surface Just spin your ass around in circles, you earth Goop blurrin' about your earth, now you purple Your homeboy get hit first, but you worse up Now you're headed to the skies above And I'm gon' get high with your bitch in the club, yeah Life's a bitch and death's a husband And you gon' have to meet him if you keep on ***in' up And you gon' have to meet us if you keep on ***in' up But you don't wanna see them see him be blood lovers, no We don't give a ***, suck my nigga, we young and bizzare We don't *** a nigga's *** up, young nigga is ***in' with us Pop a nigga, lift up, hit him up and be out And we out for cash, mother***in' money, baby We don't give a ***, suck my nigga, we young and bizarre We don't *** a nigga's *** up, young nigga is ***in' with us Pop a nigga, lift up, hit him up and be out And we out for cash, mother***in' money, baby Shoot him in his head so he remember, because of that Mama, I be gone till November, I be back next winter In a Hummer on spinners, them niggas on the block Say them boys gon' get him, but them niggas on the block Don't know the toy, so win him, tell your boy, come and get me If I go, he goin' with me, I'm hopin' y'all feel me I told you what the deal is, you open up your face I'ma open up the semi, I open up your kidneys Now you're floatin' up the Mississippi River, nigga Play with deep water, now you're swimming, silly You play with me, Carter, now you're missing, really I shoot you in your head and make you feel it And even though I be the man with the millies When the *** go down, I be the man with the millies Leave cranberry on the ceiling This is the Carter, bitch, welcome to my building We don't give a ***, suck my nigga, we young and bizarre We don't *** a nigga's *** up, young nigga is ***in' with us Pop him, make him lift up, hit him up and be out And we out for cash, mother***in' money, baby, come on We don't give a ***, suck my nigga, we young and bizarre We don't *** a nigga's *** up, young nigga is ***in' with us Pop him, make him lift up, hit him up and be out And we out for cash, mother***in' money, baby, come on Wish a nigga would say somethin', dada Standin' right here, guns up, boy Weezy F, Birdman Holler back, yeah