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Hit me. Shh. Right in the sternum this time T Baby. Shit. You already know, you already know, You already know. Damn. Shh. This that hustler music, Young Weezy got that Motherfucking hustler music. So ride to it yo, vibe to it yo. Damn. Goddamn, mix the hit a nigga in his head With this one. I'ma paint the city red with This one. I'm ahead with this one. See you fucking with the ball, two toys way Before Christmas. No assistance, Just that persistence with that commitment. If I don't get it somebody gon' die tonight. I know my vibe is tight, and I deserve The throne. And if the kid ain't right, then Let me die in this song. See I be riding, just riding along. With my daddy on my mind like you gotta Be kidding. How the hell you ain't here to See your prince do his thing? Sometimes I wanna drop a tear, but no emotions From a king. Shell be so I be, Who I be that's me. That's Weezy F. Baby and please say the Motherfucking. So I be, who I be that's me. That's Weezy F. Baby and please say the Motherfucking. Baby you gotta know that I'm just out Here doing what I gotta do for me and You and we eating. So bitch why the fuck is you tripping? I'm taking these chances. My head to the sky, my feet on the Ground. My fingers to the judge, if the money Don't move. Then I won't budge, Won't budge. No I won't budge, no, no. Money is the motivation, facing the avenue. Back touching the wall, got the weed, got the Gun. Gotta run when I hear the bird call. Damn. Hop in that thing and murk off, Swerve off. You know me they call me Birdman Junior. Anybody murderer, if Birdman sponsor it. Phantom of the Opera, all black crop tent, Locked in. I can let them shots out, you Can't get no shots in. Bulletproof, leave a nigga with a bullet roof. Shoot you in your mouth, leave raw, they call Him bullet tooth. I'm like what it do, What it do. There's a full court pressure I'm Just going for the two. If I'm open for the three I'ma take it In a second. Even if there's one second I'ma Make it, it's nothing. I don't take it for granted, I don't take It for nothing. I take it for what it's Worth to the dirt motherfucker, yeah. Baby you gotta know that I'm just out here Doing what I gotta do for me and you And we eating. So bitch why the fuck is you tripping? I'm taking these chances. My head to the sky, my feet on the Ground. My fingers to the judge, if the money Don't move. Then I won't budge, won't budge. No I won't budge, no, no. I ain't never killed nobody I promise. And I promise if you try me you gon' Have to rewind this track. And make me go back, that thing got gold Wrapped. That boy'll lay flat, so flat that act Is what I perform amongst you haters. Got Nina in my palm and I'm masturbating. Black Peter Pan fly 'til I die what you Saying? Bathing Ape, Yves Saint, Ibiza where I stay And got me feeling like Scarface. Light the Cohiba. Streets reply I look right in a four seater. You know I be out here right in a Four seater. Top floor of the Four Seasons, Four of them hoes. And they all know how To cook it up, and look I got some. And only one know how to bag, bitch bundle Up. See it's a cold world, so homie bundle Up. We ain't on this grind for nothing, now Get your hustle up. Baby you gotta know that I'm just out here doing what I gotta do For me and you and we eating. So bitch why the fuck is you tripping? I'm taking these chances. My head to the sky, my feet on the Ground. My fingers to the judge, if the money Don't move. Then I won't budge, won't budge. No I won't budge, no. Baby you gotta know that I'm just out here Doing what I gotta do for me and you And we eating. So bitch why the fuck is you tripping? I'm taking these chances. My head to the sky, my feet on the Ground. My fingers to the judge, if the money Don't move. Then I won't budge, Won't budge. No I won't budge, no, no. Man, man. This be that hustler music, Young Weezy got that motherfucking hustler music yo. So ride to it yo, and vibe to it Yo. I'm asking y'all please, please. Young Weezy got that hustler music, Young Weezy got that motherfucking hustler music. Ride to it yo, vibe to it yo, vibe To it yo. Shh, shh. It's real shit man, it's real talk man. It's how we do it, how we did it, How we done it. Ayy, it's real shit man, It's real talk boy. It's how we do it, how we did it, How we done it. I ain't bragging, I ain't Boasting, it's the way it go. I ain't bragging, I ain't boasting, it's the way It is. Better guard your kids, Guard your face. Better guard your body, We run the place. We here. Fuck bitches. It's Young Money, nigga