Yeah uh yeah. These are my one St Thomas flows. Me and my n-ggas and some madonna hoes. That look just like virgins but trust they down to go. Discussin' life and all our common goals. Smart kids that smoke weed honor roll. Look how the champagne diamonds flow. Find dining pour another another glass when the wine is low. Im in the crib stackin' money from here to the ceilin'. Whatever it is I got is clearly appealin'. These other rappers gettin' at it very you feelin. I hope you feel it in your soul spiritual healin'. Take a look at yourself the mirror's revealin'. If you ain't got it you ain't got it the theory is brilliant. People ask how music is goin' I heard it pays. I just came off makin' 2 million in 30 days. Damn I guess it does what the message was. Sometimes I feel I be spendin' my money just because. But weezy im just out here reppin' us. Till I get to shake the hand of the man that's blessin' us. Yeah I know these n-ggas miss the mean lyrics. Kush got the room smellin' like teen spirit. I asked kindly if no-one out here would bring there feet up. Until I lose for now I'm the game's single leader. I fly private so no-one tells me to bring my seat up. And book a suite when me and your favorite singer meet up. Who you like tell me who it is. Imma make sure that that women is the next one on my list. I should call it a night but f-ck it I can't resist. This one is for all my n-ggas from my city tryin to diss. Without a responce from me you really fail to exist. And I love to see you fail that feelin' there is the sh-t. I swear aghh p-ssy n-gga get your bread up. Enjoy the seat that the steward just forced your ass to let up. Why your scary ass lookin' down pick your head up. No-one told you your disguise is the most ridiculous gettup. With nose plugs in now I can smell a set up. So your just wastin your time your just only makin me better. Yeah I try to tell them don't judge me because you heard stuff. Chasin' cash that's my brother from the surf club. Damn that n-gga always kept it so hood. Back when we would smoke good. At the oakwoods. And have girls fall through like coins in a couch. Now we just f-ckin all the b-tches they warned us about. Scared for the first time everything has clicked. What if I dont really do the numbers they predict. Considerin the fact that im the one that they just picked. To write a chapter in history this sh-t has got me sick. But if I really do it dont expect to get a split. Cause this truly is some sh-t I don't expect you all to get. Im nervous but im about to kill it cause they about to let the realist team in. Throwin up in a huddle n-gga Willie beamin. Were still throwin touchdown passes. And tore his frame glasses. Hopin that someone catch it. People say that oh drake we started to miss it. But they need to be a little more specific man is this what yall want?. And my best chris tucker impression. Ducking your questions. F-ck your suggestions. Money gets all of my love and affection. Cars all black like the cover of essence. I'm allergic to comin in second. But I never sneeze. N-gga YMOE n-gga yeeah. Uh yeah this want yall want. Octobers Very Own. Young Money. ATF. Thank me later in this b-tch wasssup. Free Weezy in this b-tch wasup. June 15th in this b-tch wasup. by L. Marques