They Still Like Me

Okay, okay, okay, mm, mm, mhm Mm, that's what I'm talking 'bout, man I killed that shit, man That right there, it's easy, man You know what I mean? Give me something else, man, Drama I'm on fire, man, rock Watch this, man Let's do this for Hollygrove Can't forget Magnolia Projects Shout to the N.O. (Dramatic, nigga) DJ Drama, Weezy F. Baby Dedication 2, let's go (Dramatic) Yeah, I'm Weezy, motherfucker, what it do? Holla at me All them niggas tryna hate me, and them bitches tryna have me I'm a money man, yep, I get it from my daddy, ho And boy, we can beef like Magnolia and Calliope Hollygrove my barrio, let that automatic go Test me when I'm chilling, and I kill you from my patio Bitch, my shadow look good, I'm just feeling Weezy Hop in my shit and say goodbye 'cause the ceiling's leaving (Gangsta) Believe me, they ain't tryna see me Tell 'em I be the nigga with the burner in the beanie I'm the fireman, she just call me when she steamin' I wet her up and put her out and leave the bitch dreamin' Niggas say they hot, but it's really not seemin' If these guys bad, then I gotta be a demon Wayne's gettin' money like Damon and Keenan Try, take it from me, and I'm aimin' and beamin' Banging and leavin' stains on the cement Slide the crackers somethin' so they tame the policemen Left in a Porsche, came in a carnation I'm fresh, yeah, the Gucci sweats came with the creases I'm hot, but I'm cold, I just change with the seasons Tryna put some cheese on my pieces If you lookin' for your nigga, I be where the water gets deeper Huggin' on that money, tryna put it in a sleeper Yeah, I'm here, who the fuck wanna say somethin'? Leave your whole head empty like a straight pumpkin Make no assumptions, I'm hustling Your girlfriend guzzling when you thought she wasn't Name still buzzin' even when I'm doin' nothin' But I'm never doin' nothin', 'cause I'm always gettin' money It's that simple, jackass, if you don't get it, you're a dummy And them niggas that diss me ain't nothing but pure pussy Sure, honey, I done heard what you said But if a nigga really cared, you'd already be dead Just a young-ass nigga with some old-ass bread Yes, I keep them dollars runnin' like them bitches got legs And my nigga Tez Po been ridin' with me since pegs And my right wrist is looking like a cracked-open egg That's white and yellow diamonds, adjust your lighting I got 'em so mad, but, "Oh, I think they like me" (Gangsta Grizillz)