Lil Wayne — Much More

[Verse] There is no peace I ride 'till is not wheels Till there is no streets Like where is my piece They dying in them cells or already dead Or tryna kill themselves I rep my niggas, I love my city I feel myself and she feel my wealth So it will not help, I gotta get me And money like pussy and I gotta get deep So I gotta get street cause it's riding on me My niggas can't drive, I got riders with me And nah I ain't in to that back and forth chit chat As a matter fact I'mma end that... Prone to destruction, home is corrupting Stones in my dungies won't do the justice Them hundred dollar homes is in abundance Hustle on a mountain, hustle in a tundra Get that money or don't function Punctuation exclamation exclamation period That's the way I have to make it S to K, you better take it, idiots period Bull shit, I pity it Them guns shot so loud you would think I MIDI'd it I shot more than once, I'm ab-libing it Oh well you been in hell so what, I live in it I'm giving it all, I got for them incentives Riding for them benefits and now it's back to 10 a brick I like 'em thin and thick Really I like 'em thick, high yellow and shit Weezy F Baby