Hoping that he understands my reasons for it. But instead, I spark up and relieve the burning. To walk up in a church and believe the sermon. And it's hard for me to say that my heart ain't yearning. That's why we gotta party everyday like Frank came home. 'Gangsta Gangsta' that's what we yelling! Shoot him in his head, let his b_ go and tell them! We in the hood, getting money, we swelling Bigger than life, you know it's the cheaper price Bigger your stripes, you know what we doing tonight We getting it right, we plan, then hit, then flight We know the rules n_, live by none Get it by none, b_ I'll kill for my son Say Pardon! Bad man no take Pardon! Peer gunshot army them make backup! A man no fear no man, man no fear no one! Man a real Islam, man a get down done! A me no hear them talk, me eat in me car! Respect a soldier, him in a middle of war! Me I'm a Babylon gangster, holly grove monster You no look familiar, roofers them kill ya! Gunshots I will cut then open toolbox and drill ya! Jump off body and let the mailman meal ya! Me think I'm gon need the almighty one to heal ya! And me behind the jungle with the lion and we killa! And when me come them say Hey! See me point that gun at y'all me no play! Me come for murder them all the cowboy way! Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way! Me make way! Uh Oh No! Him fro so dark and him hat so low! Me never ever ask to become solo! Now me head so hot and me dreads so cold! Me so poor! And the only language I speak is 'f_ You Pay Me!' b_! Crack! A G what the streets done made me. Catch feelings when you hear me, I'm supposed to do that. Speak from the heart, this emotional rap.

'Pray and pray for my downfall' BIG said it so I made it rain till it poured. Look at all the s_ I be talking and no one touched me. I'll yellow bottle your face in, trust me. Hundred Phantoms, hundred Maybachs, I guess we're n_ich. Stunna my brother, Weezy Wee the syndicate.

I ain't gotta to talk about the half up in the duffel bag.

Watch like a quarter mil, chain like double that. I'll make an a_ of you, save the theatrics. Shame what the mack can do, K's spit faster. Coca b_! Here is something you can't understand. Hey! See me point that gun at y'all me no play! Me come for murder them all the cowboy way! Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way! Me make way! Uh Oh No! Him fro so dark and him hat so low! Me never ever ask to become solo! Now me head so hot and me dreads so cold! Me so poor! Me come them say Hey! See me point that gun at y'all me no play! Me come for murder them all the cowboy way! Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way! Me make way! Uh Oh No! Him fro so dark and him hat so low! Me never ever ask to become solo! Now me head so hot and me dreads so cold! Me so poor! Chorus: Lil Wayne And when me come them say Hey See me point that gun at y'all me no play Me come for murder them all the cowboy way Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way Me make way Uh Oh No Him fro so dark and him hat so low Me never ever ask to become solo Now me head so hot and me dreads so cold Me so poor Verse 2: Lil. Birdman, Lil' Wanye, Fat Joe Make Way Lyrics

Make way lil wayne birdman