4 my town

[Intro - Birdman]
Yeah, so priceless
Life’s so priceless nigga you understand me
Its just like that, my car so priceless
My Benz so priceless, my familia is so priceless nigga
You understand me? Either you with us, or you ain’t with us
Or either you in the hood or ya out the hood
Either you ridin’ or we pass and fly by saying “fuck you”
It’s Young Money, Cash Money playboy
It’s about the size of it, at the roof top
So hot up here nigga, yeah, lets Go!

[Chorus - Drake]
Take yourself a picture when I’m standing at the mound
And I swear it’s going down, I’m just repping for my town
Off a cup of CJ Gibson, man I’m faded off the Brown
And I’m easily influenced by the niggas I’m around
See that Aston Martin when I start it hear the sound
I ain’t never graduated, I ain’t got no cap and gown
But the girls in my class who were smart enough to pass
Be at all my fuc*** parties, grabbing money off the ground

[Verse 1 - Drake]
Yeah, all hail Mr. Lyrical
Spades of the opus baby
What you got a feeling for?
I can show you new things
Have you feeling spiritual
Pastor Kerney Thomas to these hoes… miwacles
Yeah okay they say that I’m the one in fact
Some say that I’m they favorite
But I ain’t hearing none of that
I’m about my team hoe, Young Money running back
Cash Money superstar, where the f*** is Stunna at?
Damn

[Verse 2 - Birdman]
Untouchable
40 with my AK
Mastermind big money heavy weight
On the grind flippin’ money in every way
Head line, my bitch shine everyday
Pearl white throwin’ P Marc Jacobs gloves
Cartier Louis case wit a dope plod
From the mud where they what you leave in your blood
Goin’ in flippin’ hundreds get the young plug
Show ‘em where it go
Float on the floor
Gettin’ more dough
Grind hard go
Black diamond show
Watch the flame blow
And how you stay grounded
Cash no go
And how you stay mounded, cash no flow
And how you stay shinin’, Bentley of the floor
And how you stay high, purple pine dro
Diamond wings fur, February snow

[Chorus - Drake]
Take yourself a picture when I’m standing at the mound
And I swear it’s going down, I’m just repping for my town
Off a cup of CJ Gibson, man I’m faded off the Brown
And I’m easily influenced by the niggas I’m around
See that Aston Martin when I start it hear the sound
I ain’t never graduated, I ain’t got no cap and gown
But the girls in my class who were smart enough to pass
Be at all my fuc*** parties, grabbing money off the ground

[Verse 3 - Lil Wayne]
Uh, you know you paid
When you got Baby witcha
Its Young Money like Ben Franks baby pictures
I’m a lady twister, I kiss her whiskers
I been runnin’ this shit… blisters
Stickin’ to the script, movie star money
And if you gassed up I leave the car running
I’m a big smoker, I’m a little drinker
The peace sign is just the trigger and the middle finger
Wha-what you know bout it? man y’all clueless
I let two women ride me, that’s car poolers
I rock stupid ice, Mr. Water Coolers
If y’all in the buildin’, then we are intruders
Sit me down pimpin’, let me handle this
I know the game… analyst
Man I’m the shit, and y’all janitors
Blow out the Kush and crack a smile for the cameras

[Chorus - Drake]
Take yourself a picture when I’m standing at the mound
And I swear it’s going down, I’m just repping for my town
Off a cup of CJ Gibson, man I’m faded off the Brown
And I’m easily influenced by the niggas I’m around
See that Aston Martin when I start it hear the sound
I ain’t never graduated, I ain’t got no cap and gown
But the girls in my class who were smart enough to pass
Be at all my fuc*** parties, grabbing money off the ground