They Still Like Me

Okay, okay, okay, mm, mm, mhm

Mm, that's what I'm talking 'bout, man

I killed that **, man

That right there, it's easy, man

You know what I mean? Give me something else, man, Drama

I'm on fire, man, rock

Watch this, man

Let's do this for Hollygrove

Can't forget Magnolia Projects

Shout to the N.O. (Dramatic, **)

DJ Drama, Weezy F. Baby

Dedication 2, let's go (Dramatic)

Yeah, I'm Weezy, **, what it do? Holla at me

All them **s tryna hate me, and them ** tryna have me

I'm a money man, yep, I get it from my daddy, ho

And boy, we can beef like Magnolia and Calliope

Hollygrove my barrio, let that automatic go

Test me when I'm chilling, and I kill you from my patio

**, my shadow look good, I'm just feeling Weezy

Hop in my ** and say goodbye 'cause the ceiling's leaving (Gangsta)

Believe me, they ain't tryna see me

Tell 'em I be the ** with the burner in the beanie

I'm the fireman, she just call me when she steamin'

I wet her up and put her out and leave the ** dreamin'

**s say they hot, but it's really not seemin'

If these guys bad, then I gotta be a demon

Wayne's gettin' money like Damon and Keenan

Try, take it from me, and I'm aimin' and beamin'

Banging and leavin' stains on the cement

Slide the crackers somethin' so they tame the policemen

Left in a Porsche, came in a carnation

I'm fresh, yeah, the Gucci sweats came with the creases

I'm hot, but I'm cold, I just change with the seasons

Tryna put some cheese on my pieces

If you lookin' for your **, I be where the water gets deeper

Huggin' on that money, tryna put it in a sleeper

Yeah, I'm here, who the ** wanna say somethin'?

Leave your whole head empty like a straight pumpkin

Make no **umptions, I'm hustling

Your girlfriend guzzling when you thought she wasn't

Name still buzzin' even when I'm doin' nothin'

But I'm never doin' nothin', 'cause I'm always gettin' money

It's that simple, jackass, if you don't get it, you're a dummy

And them **s that diss me ain't nothing but pure **

Sure, honey, I done heard what you said

But if a ** really cared, you'd already be dead

Just a young-ass ** with some old-ass bread

Yes, I keep them dollars runnin' like them ** got legs

And my ** Tez Po been ridin' with me since pegs

And my right wrist is looking like a cracked-open egg

That's white and yellow diamonds, adjust your lighting

I got 'em so mad, but, "Oh, I think they like me" (Gangsta Grizillz)