Blunt Blowin

Fm D# Fm D# Db C Fm I live it up like these are my last days D# If time is money, I'm an hour past paid Fm Ugh, gunpowder in my hourglass D# Niggas faker than some flour in a powder bag Db Yeah, I put it down like my hands hurting C I'm on a natural high, but I land perfect Fm Some of us are lovers, most of y'all haters D# But I put up a wall, and they just wallpaper Fm So love or hate me, I stay hate-free D# They say we learn from mistakes; why, that's why they mistake me Db I got some weight on my shoulders, to me it's like feathers C All hail Weezy, call it bad weather Fm I stick to the script, I memorize the lines D# Cause life is a movie that I've seen too many times Fm You're on the outside looking in, close the blinds D# And they say never say never, but f**k it, nevermind Db I've been gone too long, true or false, right or wrong C Hello Weezy, welcome home, yeah 2x Fm D# I'mma blunt blowin', Polo drawers showin' Fm D# I don't give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga Db With my money growing, no matter where you going C You don't need a bus pass for me to bust yo ass, nigga Fm D# Stunna, I got 'em, I'm back on them bitches Fm D# All about my riches, my name should be Richard Db Cut the bullshit out, I'm Edward with the scissors C Life is a choice, and death is a decision Fm D# Times have changed, but f**k it get a new watch Fm I still got the vision like a line between two dots Db Young Money's eating, the label getting fatter C And yea, the tables turned, but I'm still sitting at 'em Fm D# I'm a bad motherfucker cause the good die young Fm D# Everybody selling dreams, I'm too cheap to buy one Db Man, when that cookie crumble, everybody want a crumb C Shoot that hummingbird down, hummingbird don't hum Fm D# Yea, big money, big money, deep pockets Fm D# Money talks, and motherfuckers eavesdropping Db Bunch of bloods, you could call it blood clotting C Eastside, MOB Piru Damu 2x Fm D# I'mma blunt blowin', Polo drawers showin' Fm D# I don't give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga Db With my money growing, no matter where you going C You don't need a bus pass for me to bust yo ass, nigga Fm D# Light that Ashton Kutcher, I'm a limit pusher Fm D# See y'all dead meat, and me I'm just a butcher Db I do it for the money, man I am such a hooker C And freedom was my girl, until they fucking took her Fm D# You can look into the future, it's right behind your eyelids Fm D# But I don't wanna know, cause shit I like surprises Db Why that, why this, why you on that why shit? C Motherfucker ask me why, I say YM Fm D# Beach bum, call me Ocean Drive Slim+ Fm D# Drop the top, look up and make the sky grin Db Young Mula, skinnies and some Supras C Belly of the beast 'til it puke us, motherfucker 2x Fm D# I'mma blunt blowin', Polo drawers showin' Fm D# I don't give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga Db With my money growing, no matter where you going C You don't need a bus pass for me to bust yo ass, nigga Fm I've been gone too long D# True or false, right or wrong Fm I've been gone too long D# True or false, right or wrong Db I've been gone too long Db True or false, right or wrong C Hello Weezy, welcome home Fm D# It's Young Mula, baby Fm D# It's Young Mula, baby Db True or false, right or wrong C Hello Weezy, welcome home