Dedication

[Intro] You gotta known how to have fun when you gettin' these checks man Nah, I’mma put this on your camera You need… I’m bout to tell you right now Tell me what I need Tity Boi, Tity Boi You need to tell Cris, gon' let you go Young Mula it out, we have fun over here, we just eating We having fun, we just doing stuff, we don’t even care about (Go get my shit) Young Money, we care [Spoken Intro] [Verse 1] If it wasn’t for Wayne, it wouldn’t be A lot of dudes in the game, including me We was smoking that gas in ’03 Was gon’ sell a few bags to Lil Fee Couple years removed from HBs Tatted lyrics from Jigga to Jay-Z I went to Eastover before Katrina Remember going to Magic riding in my Bimmer And this was way before FEMA, and you was rappin’ and singin’ And I was slanging the Ps and smoking nigga like Newport Comin up off of Too Short, my underwear was my hoop shorts And then I went on tour and recorded songs on your tour bus And that was ’08 That’s the first time I met Drake When I hit your cup with that drank Had a nigga stomach like, "Wait, wait wait, wait", mm [Hook] That my dawg, uhh, that my dawg That my dawg, yeah, that my dawg That my dawg, uhh, that my dawg That my dawg, yeah, that my dawg That my dawg, uhh, that my dawg That my dawg, yeah, that my dawg That my dawg, uhh, that my dawg That my dawg, yeah, that my dawg [Verse 2] You relocated to MIA You told me, "Shawty this where I stay" I came down to pay a visit You told me Zoe Pound and them was trippin' And you, you wasn’t dippin’ Had the M-16 and with the extra clip, ready to act ignorant Ridin’ off in the Phantom and Mr. G he was driving Pumpin’ that Playaz Circle, you told me that we was riding I told you that I was rappin’, told you I wasn’t writing You said Luda was foolish because he wasn’t excited That was way before Tyga, I saw Nicki with Gucci You said, "You can make a million rappin' 'bout some pussy I did", T, Fuke, Marley Marl, shining like Armor Oil You can ask Mack, I was YM ‘fore all of y’all Stunna said I reminded him of Johnny In this world you either selling or you buying [Hook] That my dawg, uhh, that my dawg That my dawg, yeah, that my dawg That my dawg, uhh, that my dawg That my dawg, yeah, that my dawg That my dawg, uhh, that my dawg That my dawg, yeah, that my dawg That my dawg, uhh, that my dawg That my dawg, yeah, that my dawg [Verse 3] You tatted your face and changed the culture You screamed "Suu whoop" and them gangstas loved you You bought a Bugatti so you can flex And most of the bad bitches your ex Ride 'til the wheels fall off and they got wobbly "Duffle Bag" video, we shot that bitch on Godby You was holding a sty-ry, I had more gold than a pirate They said it ain’t about stylin’, what they tryna kick knowledge? Duffle Bag Boys, yeah I can’t forget Dolla And going to get the money is some words that I follow I swallowed my pride, smoking endo outside Straight from ColleGrove, I’m reporting live [Hook] That my dawg, uhh, that my dawg That my dawg, yeah, that my dawg That my dawg, uhh, that my dawg That my dawg, yeah, that my dawg That my dawg, uhh, that my dawg That my dawg, yeah, that my dawg That my dawg, uhh, that my dawg That my dawg, yeah, that my dawg [Spoken Outro]