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(Yea)

Den let me die in his songs
Baby u gotta kno dat I'm just out here
I'm takin' dese chances
If I'm open for da 3
My feet on da ground

Then I won't budge
Man, man this be that Hustler Musik
Swerve off
(Won't budge)
And only one know how to bag, bitch bundle up
Ridin alone'
There's a full court pressure
My fingas 2 da judge
No I won't budge, no Lord
Doin' what I gotta do 4 me and u and we eatin'
Got me feelin' like Scarface
We warned the place, we here
(Won't budge)

So bitch, how da fuck iz u trippin'?

Young Weezy got that muthafucking Hustler Musik, yo
We ain't on dis grind for nothin'
I'ma take it in a second
So bitch, how da fuck iz u trippin'?
Bullet proof, leave a nigga wit a bullet roof
My fingas 2 da judge
I ain't neva killed nobody I promise
If da money don't move
And make me go back
See I'll be ridin' just
Doin' what I gotta do 4 me and u and we eatin'
I don't take it for granted
U can't get no shots in
I'm just going for da 2
Baby u gotta kno dat I'm just out here
Young Weezy got that Hustla Musik

I'ma make it, it's nothin'

I look right in the 4 seater, u know I be high
Dang, hop in dat thang and merk off

See it's a cold world so homie bundle up
My feet on da ground
Gotta run when I hear da bird call
My head 2 da sky
Dat act is wat I perform amongst u hatas

They call ‘em Bullet Tooth
Back touchin' da wall
If da money don't move

(Won't budge)

Black Peter Pan, fly till I die, what u sayin'?
No I won't budge, no Lord
It's how we do it, how we did it, how we done it
Shoot ya in ya mouth, Leroy
Sometimes I wanna drop a tear but no emotions from a king
I ain't bragging, I ain't boastin', that's the way it is

No I won't budge, no Lord

Please say da motherfuckin'
It's trill shit man, it's real talk boy

I know my vibe is tight
My feet on da ground
And look I got some

Anybody murderer
My head 2 da sky
Who tote toys way before Christmas
I ain't bragging, I ain't boastin', it's the way it go
See u fuckin' wit da boys
Vibe to it yo
Phantom of da Opera
I take it for what it's worth
I'm takin' dese chances
Wit my daddy on my mind, like u gotta be kiddin'
I don't take it for nothin'
My head 2 da sky
And I deserve da throne
It's trill shit man, it's real talk man
Then I won't budge
No assistance just
Dats Weezy F. Baby and
Even if there's one second
And if da kid ain't right
So bitch, how da fuck iz u trippin'?
Young Weezy got that muthafucking Hustler Musik
Please say da motherfuckin'
No I won't budge, no Lord
Get right in the 4 seater, top floor of da Four Seasons
If Birdman sponsor it

I'm ahead wit dis one
I'm like, what it do, what it do
My head 2 da sky
Now get ya hustle up
My feet on da ground
Doin' what I gotta do 4 me and u and we eatin'
Baby u gotta kno dat I'm just out here
Shant be, so I be who I be, that's me
I'm takin' dese chances

Dat thing a go rrrat

U kno me dey call me Birdman Jr.
Light da Cohiba, streets reply
Doin' what I gotta do 4 me and u and we eatin'
I don't get it, somebody gon' die tonight

Money iz da motivation
I'm asking y'all please, please
Better guard your kids, guard your face, better guard your body
My fingas 2 da judge
Facin' da avenue
4 of dem whores, and they all kno how to cook it up
If da money don't move
Then I won't budge
So I be who I be, that's me
Ride to it yo, vibe to it yo
He gon' have to rewind dis track
Got Nina in my palm and I'm masturbating
Got da weed, got da gun

It's how we do it, how we did it, how we done it
Dats Weezy F. Baby and
Then I won't budge
If da money don't move
So bitch, how da fuck iz u trippin'?
Dat boy will lay flat, so flat
(Won't budge)
Bathin' ape, Eve Saint, Evisu wat I stay in

And I promise if u try me
How da hell u ain't here 2 see ya prince do his thing?

That persistence with
Baby u gotta kno dat I'm just out here

My fingas 2 da judge
I can let them shots out

I'm takin' dese chances
So ride to it yo, and vibe to it yo
All black, guap tent, locked in
To da derf motherfucker
That commitment if