ID1 lyrics

[Verse 1: Mannie Fresh]
Guess y’all all showed up to hear me drop that crazy sh*t
Young brizzies wanna hear me say some so amazing sh*t
It’s Cash Money still like a army and a navy, clique
Still talk to Juvie, Lil Wayne, Turk and Baby, sh*t
Don’t be no dummy
Forever gettin’ money
This that Carter VI mixtape, ain’t that what you wanted?
They was screamin’ for it, dreamin’ for it now that thing comin’
[Mannie Fresh DJ Tags]
See a leader can’t be lead and a boss can’t be bossed
Don’t turn around know your ass’ll turn to sauce
It’s one life, one God, keep ya head up, and then I made the cross
Me in Rover, Range Rover
Figgy pullin’ up in somеthing much colder
I-I-I be making hit songs, y’all boys do it wrong, livin’ in your momma house tеxting on a flip phone
This is it, let's talk Carter VI
f*ck your favorite rapper, homie, Wayne in this b*tch
Don’t you ever in your motherf*ckin’ life say I’m done
20 years later still chartin’ number one

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Anybody want me dead?
Is there some money on my head, lawd?
And do they wanna see me ghost?
Or
Am I who they wanna see the most, lawd? Now
I know there’s beautiful bodies in the after life, yeah
Red roses, hangin’, over the gateway upside down
And I been waitin’
Been waitin’
I been waitin’
Been waitin’
Been waitin’..
Waitin’ on Heaven to pound
You put on cologne but you ain’t sh*t, yeah yeahh
Scratched my back with a hacksaw, yeah
I’m coughin’ off the smoke from the f*ckin’ bridges burnin’
And once I made it ‘cross I never looked back across
So f*ck the otherside, f*ck them boys, I hate y’all
Smallest finger got more stones than a graveyard
Little n*gga hella strong like a Braveheart
Don’t want see me shine you got problems like Ray Charles
Bang on whoever bangin’, b*tch I gotta bang
A demon straight out New Orleans actin’ like a saint
So coach please tell your team that it’s not a game
‘Cause I treat all 4 quarters like pocket change
The anxiety was starting to inspire me to pop a couple you-know-whats, mixed with you-know-how-it-be
Allowin’ me to watch the clouds compete to be the cloud for me
Cloudy vision helps my eyes retreat, then I hide from me
World War 3: the inner me versus the outer me;
Catastrophe versus collateral; verses commodity
Connivery’s what killed the cannibal that killed the colony
Condolences become so commonly, it’s comedy
And that's the truth
‘Cause I just couldn’t lie no more
Didn’t feel alive no more
Don’t know how to die no more
Don’t know if I should blame you or the juice, why?
‘Cause I ain’t sippin’ light no more
I ain’t even mixin’ Sprite no more
n*gga, I ain’t bein’ nice no more
Don’t know if I should blame you or the glue, why?
‘Cause sh*t just wasn’t tight no more
sh*t just wasn’t right no more
n*gga don’t put me on ice no more
‘Cause now I’m cold blooded
f*ck you