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Lyrics Wayne’s Story – King Von

My young n**ga, fourteen
He ridin’ round with the pole on ’em
See, shorty ’bout that life
Ain’t ne’er n**ga finna go on ’em
We was on the block shootin’ dice
When some grown n**gas just stole on ’em
He hopped up with that pole on ’em
He ain’t say nothin’, he just blowed on

See, shorty ’bout that life
It was five witnesses, local citizens
And shorty ain’t think twice
He just up and did the s**t like he ain’t give a s**t

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Bullets hit his top, pop a ligament
One to the head, shorty finished him
The whole city know that shorty killin’ s**t
And he ain’t go to jail, yeah, shorty lit

Five years later, shorty still the truth
He think that he famous, he be on the news
He don’t give a damn, he be skippin’ school
Breakin’ all the rules, givin’ n**gas blues

School or the streets, shorty gotta choose
He picked the wrong one, shorty finna lose
He don’t even hustle, shorty act some fool
And he ain’t got no money, shorty shoulda hooped

F**k that, ski mask, quick way
Give a f**k what you think, n**ga, gotta get the rent paid
Can’t get a job, got more bodies than Tay-K
You was in the safe way, we was in the gang way
He got the drop, found out where Lil Wayne stay
Lil Wayne been havin’ bowls for a decade
Lil Wayne, he ain’t play, he a headache
But shorty ain’t care, he was ready

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Now shorty creeped to the back door
And there’s cameras all around this n**ga crib
I don’t know why shorty did that for
Lil Wayne saw him come out through the threshold
Couldn’t believe, lil’ shorty was that bold
Lil Wayne tried shot, shorty let go
Lil Wayne there bleedin’, it was close
Few more shots, he locked up, shorty got ghost

Now it’s war outside
Don’t get outside
You ain’t tryna ride
Boy, you ain’t tryna die
They do a homicide
You better pick yo’ side
Better stay inside
Or n**ga you gon’ die

Wayne mad, this s**t gettin’ old
He hot, this beef get cold
He gettin’ tired shootin’ up the n**ga home
He ain’t never there, lil’ n**ga always gone
Every call he get, he thirsty
He saw his cousin and murked him
Broad day, driveway, at church
His auntie son, had hurt him

Now shorty cryin’
At the funeral, suit and a tie
Looked auntie straight in her eyes
Whoever did this s**t, gon’ die
Whoever did this, mama, gon’ cry
He slide, I slide, we slide
Ain’t stoppin’ ’til one of us die
Ain’t stoppin’ ’til one of us die

Now it’s war outside
Don’t get outside
You ain’t tryna ride
Boy you ain’t tryna die
They do a homicide
You better pick yo’ side
Better stay inside
Or n**ga you gon’ die…

➤ Written by King Von
Album: Welcome to O’Block
Produced by ChopsquadDJ
King Von | 2020

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