About
I live it up like these are my last days, if time is money, i'm an hour past paid ughh, gunpowder in my hourglass, niggas faker than some flour in a powder bag. Yea, I put it down like my hands hurting i'm on a natural high, but I land perfect. Some of us are lovers, most of y'all haters, but I put up a wall, and they just wallpaper. So love or hate me, I stay hate-free They say we learn from mistakes, that's why they mistake me. I got some weight on my shoulders, to me it's like feathers, all hail Weezy, call it bad weather.
