mad one) Who is truely insane? (who is truely insane) It's all on me, It's all on me It's all on me, It's all on me
the mad one) Who is truely insane? (who is truely insane) It's all on me, It's all on me It's all on me, It's all on me
Lil Wayne: Yeah (take me out, take me out) ok now it was me and Mrs. C we was chillin by ourself both of us just popped a pill and now am feelin' myself
me everywhere I used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicanos Right there up on Broadway, brought me back to that McDonald's Took it to my stash spot, 560 State Street Catch me
away with the dough, y'all niggaz still broke While my pockets on re-up Y'all niggaz shit on E, what a pi-ty Ain't it a shame how your man chose me And
by the P, living comfortably Come with me, round and some would see why they fuck with me Bentley's pulling up in three, multi-coloured fleet Y'all sour me
in the hood Yeah, all the hoes love me 'cause they know me real good Been wearin' the same clothes 'bout 8 days When they cut the 8 ball, when they flipped it 8
em car sick, abra kadabra Presto magic, Bugattia??s on the scene Partya??s all around me like its Gotti on the scene Your money NBA NFL all legal My niggaz on
partying 'til hella late But I ain't worried not at all, I just give my driver a call, yeah Tell him, pick me up at 8am No we ain't stopping right here
me, nigga I GOT IT! When you see me in the hood - muhfucker don't talk to me! 'Less you wan' talk about usin' a Hawk for me. When Al blew Black away
? The Gun Runners like what? And KNS like what? And Uptown like what? Shaolin, play, play on Strong Isle, play, play on and a Mt. Vern, play play on And Yonkers, play play on
) Whatever it is, they love it, and they just won't let me be I handles my biz, don't rush me, just relax and let me be free Whenever I call, come runnin
No ceilings.. o o ok, i got this chrome on this bugatti Im strong in this bugatti 2 v8?s aint no such thing as driving calm in this bugatti Bitch I?m
ball, naw! Katrina and Rita, ain't got nothin at all On the bandages and damages that we gon put on y'all, for sure! Run on up if ya want, cause we ready
off they lost Forever that fifth dog nigga dat all be nailin' 'em all Y'all fall down from the ball checkin' out them draws hangin' them balls
a standstill On the beat one time, come on It don't stop Give it to em And to my niggas on the streets crimin' (Watch for haters) Stop sittin' on the
dog but that ain't me These elbows hit the scene back in eighty-three I stay street, when it's done, that's that You could find me in your hood pumping
