Yo! Yo Inf' did this right here is crazy I-I big! You-know what I Not, not big in the sense of weight, you what I mean Like gaining weight or, like that Like colossal, like you know I mean? Like, ahh I heard you were for me
(Hey Mr. Carter) Hello! (Tell me where you been?) Ha ha ha, you know! Ha ha ha (They been asking, they been searching, they been 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, they wondering why) Ha ha ha!
Yeah, to you, forever, me to you I heard say church, I'ma need a suit I'ma need a coupe, I need a roof than 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 Blind colored guide me and see the truth if Stevie do?
But I'ma it to God, not Beaver, neither you Cause I'ma murder, why I ol' and even you? Man, I got hating on me cause I'm hotter than the sun Got Spring hating on me cause I ain't never
Winter hating on me I'm colder than ya'll And I would never, I never, I would never Fall I'm being hated by the So fuck ya'll who for no reason!
(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him! (Tell me where you been?) the world and I'm back again! (They been asking, they searching, they been wondering why) Who's been asking about me? In case wondering Haa!
(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him! (Tell me where you been?) the world and now I'm back again! (They been asking, they been searching, they wondering why) Who's asking about me? In case you're wondering Haa!
Yeah, I in and out the bank, bitch! While all ya'll asshole niggas on the same shit, I flush And it go down the drain quick Two words you never hear, "Wayne Quit"
Cause Wayne win, and lose I call them Babies, cause they Fools And when snooze, we up up, like a paraplegia
Or paraplegic, I parallel In a red and yellow thang, old Atlanta Hawk I'm from Collipark, but I'm from Hollygrove! Now all my scream, "Soup," Woo,and "Da da dooh!"
I know my and I play it well And I it well on my Libra Scale I suck a pussy, a pussy, leave it there Long hair even care
Young! (Hey Mr. Carter) I am him! (Tell me have you been?) Around the world and now I'm again! (They been asking, been searching, they been wondering why) Who's asking about me? In case you're wondering
(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him! (Tell me have you been?) Around the world and now I'm again! (They asking, they been searching, they been wondering why) Who's been asking about me? In case wondering
Cheah! I'm cheah, in my chair, with my crown and my dear Queen Bee, as I share mic time my heir Young Carter, go farther, go further, go Is not why we came? And if not, then why bother?
no mercy in Murcielago's I'm far from being the bastard that Marcy had Now my name's being mentioned with the The and the Pac's 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 came off the spoon
Also, I'm so fly I'm on Pilot, guys just stare at my wardrobe I see Euro's, right, plural I took so much from this rap game, it's your go
(Hey Mr. Carter) Young!
my go Yeah, and I'ma go so opposite of Off the Richter, Hector Camacho, man, Savage Far from average, status quo Flow, so, pro
I know, I slow And when I say, "What up, killer man?" Stop up my past! And time you mention Pac, Biggie, and Jay-Z Don't forget baby!
(Hey Mr. Carter) Ay man (Tell me have you been?) Yo! (They been asking, they been searching, been wondering why) Ha ha ha
(Hey Mr. Carter) Ay Man (Tell me have 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 been (They been asking, they been searching, they been why) hard, cheah!
(Hey Mr. Carter) And I swear to everything, I leave this Earth (Tell me where you been?) It's gonna be on both feet, knees in the dirt (They been asking, they been they been wondering why) You can try me fucka, but when I it hurts
Fine, we two lives, yours and mines any amount of time, don't let Mrs. Carter grieve At the funeral parlor, dripping tears my sleeve Gimme any amount of time, let Mrs. Carter grieve