Intro

Uhh huh
thats right carter 3 come on yah yah
walk with me, come roll with me yah 
it's lil weezy baby haha and i'm just lightin up my

Chorus

La lalalalala (yea)la lala (yea) la la lalala la (yea) lala la(1-7 cash money young money) lala la la

Verse 1 

Born in New Orleans, raised in New Orleans 
I will forever remain faithful New Orleans 
I thank you New Orleans, Thank you Hollygrove
It's been my hood since the snotty nose
I come the hood suicide doors
I used to come through the hood on the handle bars
Gat in my draws, money in my pocket, crack in my jaws
I hope it don't dissolve
And you know i'm duckin 5-0 and my moms
Young and quick to go off like car alarms
Now the youngin keep his mind on the parmesan
Them other niggas ain't eating like a ramadan
Spit the shit that make you feel it in your chromosome
Got some money, put my whole damn corner on
Young carter part 3 i'm the corner store
Eagle street, keep going till the homeless home
And i'm just lightin up my

Chorus

La lalalalala (yea)la lala (yea) la la lalala la (yea) lala la(come on, i'm just lightin up my) La lalalalala (yea)la lala (yea) la la lalala la (yea) lalala la la la la (can I kick it)

Verse 2

Can I kick my story to y'all, my glory and god, my faith and my flow
I pray that I go Where no other rapper has
And where your rapping as vivid as I and limit is the sky so I
Study B.I., I bang Tupac, I hum Aliyah and soulja slim was a leader
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Who am I, not to follow greatness, I give these M.C. hell like they all athiests
Tell them hating niggas one like the end of matrix
And tell the cops I can buy my own bracelets 
I'm gonna keep the paper running like a pair of ace's
Used to sport the gucci boots nigga no laces
Stripe polo, five pocket girbaud, 
Mama got a too tired of rocking doe low
I used too have the starter jacket with the logo
And a hat, me myself had the N.O.
Thats the Saint's nigga 

Chorus

La lalalalala la lala la (yea)la (yea)la lalalalalala lala la (and in just lighting up my) La lalalalala (you know, you know) la (weezy) lala la (yea)la (yea)

Verse 3

It's little Wayne i'm a shining ring
Now nothin gets clear without me signing my name
I'm just headlining the game
Wont quit until i'm A rod in the game
They riding the bench, They not in the game
I misplaced the key to the lock and chain
My spot remain like a bleach stain, or cranberry
It's murder she wrote like Angela Lanceberry
I remember being small man
New toys when my momma win the car game, got my gifts before Christmas
Didn't have too wait for em, I had a ten speed scooter and a skateboard haha
And we moved to the suburbs, me and lil toya johnson was lovebirds
aww man
And I swear I feel born again
I'm in the building like the audience
Just lighting up my

Chorus

La lalalalalala lalala la, La lalalalalala lalala la
La lalalalalala lalala la, La lalalalalala lalala la 
La lalalalalala lalala la, La lalalalalala lalala la 
La lalalalalala lalala la, La lalalalalala lalala la

                          Thanks to Shaq20 for these lyrics