[Verse: Euro & Lil Wayne]

I think I'm seeing things

When I don't see a thing

I woke up and realized

All the nightmares that dreaming brings

Let my people go

I know y'all hear 'em screaming things

Now load up choppers

Point it at the coppers

Let-let freedom ring

I like the sweeter things

So what bitch, no needle strings

I wake up, stretch my feet and wings

My life has no deleted scenes

I pop-pop-pop and leave the scene

Leave the scene Noxzema clean

Sippin' on that lean cuisine

Incredible Hulk on creatine

My nigga

Fuck the world

And may I mention, fuck the world again

But I wanna go around the world

Tune, you down to go around the world again?

I am

And you can trust in a nigga like fam

I'm hitting these licks with my niggas like stamps

Giving these hoes headaches like rams

Yes ma'am

And I

I just might call your girl a friend

But fuck her like she my girlfriend

Talk to her like she my girl

Like, oops you look like my girl's twin

I sin, I'm bad, I meant "My bad"

I'm lost in future, present, past

All those drinks I had

I speed, I'm fast, I blink, I crash

They say it's my time

I'm racing time, I think I'm last

And if Tune mentions lean again

Then I might drink his stash

The underdogs understand what I lay over tracks

New school, but all I listen to is older raps

Bitch I still

I still been drinking on the low

I never think because I know

And pimpin' haven't died and money getting old

And now the wrinkles starting to show

My rims twinkle like a toe

I'm tippy toeing wit' your ho

One thing led to another, and then the pencil broke

I got that; handgun on the table, shotgun in the closet

Police in disguises, I don't like surprises

I don't like tomatoes, I don’t like tamales

Shoutout to my plugs, I pray the rats don't chew the wires

Straight ballin', you niggas just bald spots

When they tried to read my palms the pages were torn out

And you pussy niggas get hauled off

No cough drops

I'm tryna make the same cash off rap they made off pop

I'm off topic

I killed more than I did with a gun with a skill

I'm no role model

I'm rollin' with models, rollin' off pills

I'm rollin' over

Whoever's not rollin' with us, then road kill

Tryna get Uncle Phil cake

In case I die tryin' I wrote Wills

I'm chillin', for the moment

'Til I can't figure out the code

To get the motherfucking safe open

Who the fuck left the cage open

Stage of rage

I'm liable to blow your fucking face open

Every bone you could break, broken

If I go broke, every home I could break in, broke in

Pussy look like a steak smokin'

Niggas slippin' like the lake frozen

And I hate rodents

And I stay chokin'

Off the straight potent

'Til it make no sense

Niggas talking shit

Nigga I can get you wacked

Nigga you can picture that

'Til you break your lens

Nigga take your ends

Nigga fuck your ho

While you cutting your grass

Nigga cut your throat

Taking out your trash

Pull up on you slow

Going nowhere fast

When you got nowhere to go

Nigga hung 'em by a rope

Dump 'em by the boats

Fuck 'em, adios

Fuck 'em, I don't care

Got a bad bitch naked

And she just asked

“What you gonna do to me that I ain't done to myself?”

I say “Ooh talk dirty, but don't talk long"

You leave Wayne's world it's a long walk home

My pockets on that growth hormone

I call them shots, can I get a dialtone

Yeah

Mula, can I get a million

'Til the heads or tails

'Til I get a full coin

Full fledge, full house

When your friend gon' join?

Got a friend in the cut with a gun by the groin

And what are friends for

I'm still the boss, don't get sent for

Roger that, 10-4

Nigga send me, point 'em out

Where he at, I got 'em

We don't wanna see you back in court

The weed so loud, bitches get ignored

'Cause I ain't got time to go back and forth

I told that bitch don't question me

Bitch, if you do you asking for it

I'm spaced out like asteroids

Feeling like A-rod after 'roids

I'm from Prov city

And I'm from New Orleans, the part that's destroyed