Lil' Wayne - Blunt Blowin lyrics

rate me

Yeah

I put my shades on.

[Verso 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

True or false, right or wrong

Hello Weezy, welcome home

[Coro 1]

Yeah and I’m a blunt blowin’

Polo draws showin’

I don’t give a lovely motherf-ck ass nigga

With my money growing, no matter where you going

You don’t need a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass nigga

I’ma blunt blowin’

Polo draws showin’

I don’t give a lovely motherf-ck ass nigga

With my money blowing, don’t matter I got more and

You don’t need a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass nigga

[Verso 2]

Stunna, I got em, I’m back on them bitches

All about my riches, my name should be Richard

Cut the bullshit 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 crumble, everybody want a crumb

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 Piru Damu

[Coro 2]

I’ma blunt blowin’

Polo draws showin’

I don’t give a lovely motherf-ck ass nigga

With my teeth glowing, I’m on my Deebowin’

You don’t need a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass nigga

I’ma blunt blowin’

Polo draws showin’

I-I don’t give a lovely motherf-ck ass nigga

With my money blowing, no matter where you going

You don’t need a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass nigga

[Verso 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 shit I like surprises

Why that, why this, why you on that why shit?

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

[Coro 2]

[Outro]

I’ve been gone too long

True or false, right or wrong

[X3]

Hello Weezy, welcome home

It’s young mula, baby<br />

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Thanks to Razvan