Birdman - Shine for Life lyrics

[Lil Wayne] Catch me I'm stumbling but no I'm never slipping I come up out that water with nothing dripping, who f**ing with him I'm the guy they call the Carter the slaughter house I go hard don't try cause I ride like the Marlins Come buy I supply you with quarters And bricks if your money that thick I ain't running I'm running this b**h, sun on my wrist I rock that, That rose ? parkay with the crock strap (Damn) I stroll every single day with the Glock strap (Blam) I'm spittin like Pac back (Wham) I got that Bentley GT same color as rock crack Interior stock black, but don't get popped at I watched half my neighborhood get kept back The other half sleeping where its best at Minor set backs, this is grown man talk minor get back I just had to stress that, talk to 'em B [Hook: Baby] You better know about the game of life Cause When you hustle you can shine for life You better know it could happen tonight When your hood rich living the life You got the money that could change the frame And have a b**h just loving your game You Got a Benz and a brand new Range With 26's all over them thangs [Lil Wayne] Hey, I made a few adjustments, but for better justice I get that cheddar f** em.. maybe motherf** 'em I'm handing nothing to 'em but a plate of murder It ain't beef if you can't make a burger... n***a I'm on the streets you on the curb Ain't no talking to police cause we don't speak the same word Who that, Tryna take the Carter for a new jack I'll pistol whip you on your block 'til your blue black (laugh)... Till your blue black (listen) Alot of n***as like to touch other cities But my city like to touch other n***as (yea) You come down for the Essence and the Mardi Gras But I got here thats where your partys are Dont shine too hard, watch behind you god That chain looking like a sign that say "follow me home" I'm a desperado from the Hollygrove side Where alot of folks ride, and a lot of folks died [Hook] [Lil Wayne] I'm on the corner with my work in the mailbox One foot out the grave one foot in the jailhouse I done put my foot in the flow To fast feet my cash, get my feet out your a** (yea) I told momma im gone; I'll be back with money I came back with the throne; she very proud of me I tell her pray for me; cause everyday for me Is a struggle to make of it They got my n***a Big Blake in the state oven But he gonna eat a n***a plate when he escape from it Please label me real cause I ain't make it here faking Neither was it vacant; take a n***a bacon (sh**) Break bread or we break heads Put the pump to your stomach turn your face red Pump a n***a dome now he a ba** head Hit him one more time like stay dead [Chorus}