Yo! Yo Joint did this right here is crazy I-I big! You-know what I Not, not big in the sense of weight, you know I mean gaining weight or, nothing like that Like colossal, like you know what I Like, ahh I you were looking for me
(Hey Mr. Carter) Hello! (Tell me have you been?) Ha ha ha, you know! Ha ha ha (They been asking, been searching, they been wondering why) Yeah, ha ha, ha I know! Ha ha
(Hey Mr. Carter) Hey, Hello! (Tell me have you been?) Shit, you know! Ha ha ha (They been asking, they been searching, been wondering why) Ha ha ha!
Yeah, to you, forever, me to you I heard somebody say church, need a suit I'ma need a coupe, I wont a roof Flyer Beetle juice, Beetle juice, be-the-juice
I got the floor, I'm tryna see the Didn't wear a So I got shot and you can see the eyes colored guide me and see the truth Wonder if do?
But I'ma leave it to God, not Beaver, you Cause I'ma murder, why I kill ol' and even Man, I got Summer on me cause I'm hotter than the sun Got Spring hating on me I ain't never sprung
Winter hating on me I'm colder than ya'll And I would never, I would never, I would never I'm hated by the seasons So fuck who hating for no reason!
(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him! (Tell me have you been?) Around the and I'm back again! (They been asking, they been searching, they been why) Who's been asking about me? In you're wondering Haa!
(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him! (Tell me have you been?) Around the and now I'm back again! (They been asking, they been searching, they been why) Who's been asking about me? In case you're Haa!
Yeah, I in and out the bank, bitch! While all ya'll asshole niggas on the same shit, I flush And watch it go the drain quick Two words you never hear, "Wayne Quit"
Cause Wayne win, and they I call them Babies, cause they Fools And they snooze, we up Feet up, a paraplegia
Or paraplegic, I park In a red and yellow thang, old school Atlanta Like I'm from Collipark, but I'm Hollygrove! Now all my scream, "Soup," Woo,and "Da da dooh!"
I know my role and I it well And I wear it well on my Scale I suck a pussy, fuck a pussy, leave it Long hair even care
Young! (Hey Mr. Carter) I am him! (Tell me have you been?) Around the and now I'm back again! (They been asking, been searching, they been wondering why) Who's been asking about me? In case you're
(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him! (Tell me where you been?) Around the world and now I'm again! (They been asking, been searching, they been wondering why) Who's been asking about me? In you're wondering
Cheah! I'm right cheah, in my chair, with my crown and my Bee, as I share mic time with my heir Young Carter, go farther, go further, go Is that not why we came? And if not, then why
Show no mercy in I'm far being the bastard that Marcy had fathered Now my name's being mentioned the martyrs The Biggie's and the and the Marley's and the Marcuses
Garvey, got me a Cocktail Flow even if you box well can't stop the Kaboom, the Roc Boy in the The dope boy just came off the
Also, I'm so fly I'm on Pilot, while just stare at my wardrobe I see Euro's, right, plural I took so much change from this rap game, your go
(Hey Mr. Carter) Young!
my go Yeah, and go so opposite of soft Off the Richter, Hector Camacho, man, Randy Far from average, above quo Flow, so, pro
I know, I slow And when I say, "What up, killer man?" Stop up my past! And next you mention Pac, Biggie, and Jay-Z Don't Weezy baby!
(Hey Mr. Carter) Ay man (Tell me where you been?) Yo! (They asking, they been searching, they been wondering why) Ha ha ha
(Hey Mr. Carter) Ay Man (Tell me where you been?) Hova! (They been asking, they been searching, they wondering why) Weezy!
(Hey Mr. Carter) Ha ha ha (Tell me have you been?) I hustling (They been asking, they searching, they been wondering why) hard, cheah!
(Hey Mr. Carter) And I swear to everything, I leave this Earth (Tell me have you been?) It's gonna be on feet, never knees in the dirt (They been asking, they been searching been wondering why) You can try me fucka, but I squeeze it hurts
Fine, we lose two lives, yours and Gimme any of time, don't let Mrs. Carter grieve At the parlor, dripping tears down my sleeve any amount of time, don't let Mrs. Carter grieve