Levels - Lil Wayne feat Vado
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Man all you p_ssy n_ggas drive me crazy
Make me sick to my stomach, I feel nauseated
All you haters on hands and jump off a building
I could still taste her p_ssy, memorabilia
Backpack full of artillery
1 milo equivalent
These n_ggas actin like lil b_tches
I don't understand this sh_t, I could scribble it
Took her clothes, step back and exhibit it
Then tear her ass up like a puppet ticket
The end of the road is at walking distance
Have to get that blood off my hands at the faucet drippin
In yo face like a airbag in a car collision
My weed man so consistent
I'm stayin rich, tryin not to make poor decisions
Everything I do I plan it out like a solar system
N_gga if you come here you gon slip and fall a victim to me
Yo b_tch's sister makin pictures to me
Then she shoot over to my house, I screwed over in a bed
I shoot off in her mouth then she get the bullet uh
Skatin on em like I'm Lil Wayne
And the weed so strong I can feel veins
Bite it down, take a picture, now feel afraid
The drugs got me so numb I can't feel ashamed
And my girl at home with the mood swings
Girl I gotta make a few runs like Ussain
Wish I had a penny for my thoughts for some loose change
Hungry n_ggas going at yo neck for that food chain
Drop some pills that make me sleepy
Hoes creep me in they TP
I hope that p_ssy taste like kiwi
Hope it's nicer than Tahiti, hopin I could get a freebie
Leavin a n_gga body floatin with a mouth full of seaweed
With somebody weird backpack, that's E.T.
Snitches give me the heebeegeebees
I hope they'll disappear, where the f_ck is Houdini?
I got n_ggas on my side, you got n_ggas on yo back
I'mma yell timber, money grow on trees
Money over queens, f_ck you blow me
I sit back enjoy the breeze, hoes prettier than please
I don't really do sh_t but sit back and call the shots
She poured out her heart, I had it on the rocks
Red beam on yo head, that's a cherry on top
You don't wanna keep your cool, I know n_ggas that'll die uh
I danced with the devil in my dreams
When I wake up I still hear the same song
Make me wanna blow a motherf_cker brains out
Flow on a n_gga, I'm about to brainstorm
Lil n_gga I'll take yo main ho, make her call her homegirl, make em share the same d_ck
It's that motherf_ckin Dedication 5, I just hope I'll be alive to see a Dedication 6
Lil Tunechi
[Verse 2: Vado]
Ayo it's levels to this sh_t, levels to this sh_t
Been doing MIA since Levels was the sh_t
And n_ggas know I'm on another level with this sh_t
I'm pedaling the 6, full metal when it hit
All I need is a shovel and a ditch
You done dig me a hole then you show me where it is
Run in his home and show me where the kids
Put one in his dome while he going in his fridge
That's me, ill n_gga
Black creese AP, go trip n_gga
Black jeans, great T, OT's n_gga
Backstreet, everything go for 10 n_gga
Keep quiet, beef with D5
I'm in the streets like Rodney King's rights
Mommy opposed their lead tight
On that old bullsh_t, P minus
They scream and seize fire
My audible like Godfather meets Wire
I've fallen in the whip
Rollin 3 6's, devil on trips
Shots whistled like a cuddle when it's lip
I'm tryin to go ballistic, shadow in the ship
Call the Barney Rubble in the whip
Made to kick rocks, bull haze from ziplocks uh
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