Lil Wayne — Destroyed

[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