Overall about difficult moments of disappointment and vulnerability. Having hope and longing, while remaining optimistic for the future. Encourages the belief that with each new morning there is a chance for things to improve.
The chorus offers a glimmer of optimism and a chance at a resolution and redemption in the future.
Captures the rollercoaster of emotions of feeling lost while loving someone who is not there for you, feeling let down and abandoned while waiting for a lover. Lost with no direction, "Now I'm up in the air with the rain in my hair, Nowhere to go, I can go anywhere"
The bridge shows signs of longing and a plea for companionship. The Lyrics express a desire for authentic connection and the importance of Loving someone just as they are. "Just in passing, I'm not asking. That you be anyone but you”
Fuck with me
Thank you
Yeah (come on), yeah, yeah (come on)
You know me, man, yeah (come on), yeah (come on)
Alright, hahaha
Oh, Fee, I got 'em, boy
Weezy Baby (C2, yeah)
Weezy Baby
You can't see me
But I see you (yeah)
And I see you (yeah)
Lord
I, I, I got 'em
Bring the crowd in, I'm loud in living color
It is Weezy Fucking Baby, got these rappers in my stomach
Yummy, I'm taking it, I ain't asking them for nothing
If you sell a million records, we could battle for your money
I'd rather count a hundred thousand dollars on a Sunday
Watch a football game and bet it all on one play
Still stunting, baby, yes, I'm still flossing
Latest car on the market with the top peeled off it
Big wheels make it look a little bulky
You look a little salty, have yourself a chilled coffee
Chill out, the guns is still out
Even though I am a boss and got papers to fill out
I'm busy, I got paper to reel in
God, I hope they're snapping at the end of my rod
I hope I'm fishing in the right pond
And I hope you're catching on to every line, who am I?
The best rapper alive (huh, yep), the best rapper alive (huh, yep)
The best rapper alive (huh, yep), the best rapper alive (huh)
Swagger right, check (uh), game tight
And they're gon' R-E-S-P-E-C-T me (rapper alive, who?)
The best rapper alive (huh, yep), the best rapper alive (huh, yep)
The best rapper alive (huh, yep), the best rapper alive (huh)
Swagger right, check (uh), game tight
And you should be afraid, be very afraid (yeah), yeah
The heart of New Orleans, thumping and beating
Living and breathing, stealing and feeding
Peeling and leaving, killing and grieving
Dearly departed, erased, deleted
No prints, no plates, no face, no trace
Out of sight, out of mind, no court, no case
Sell his chain, celebrate, block party, second line
Zulu Ball, Essence Fest, Jazz Fest, Mardi Gras
Shotty bounce, body rock, now he dropped, now he got
Family try tell the feds, tell the cops
Smell a rat coming back to the house, to the spot
Tap-tap, knock-knock, who is that? Chk-pow
Triggaman, hoodie man, tell the kids Boogieman
Pistol Pete, Ammo Mammal, gunman, blum-blam (haha)
Damn, Sammy, you done fucked up
Pussy-ass niggas, put your nuts up, just call me
The best rapper alive (huh, yep), the best rapper alive (huh, yep)
The best rapper alive (huh, yep), the best rapper alive (huh)
Swagger right, check (uh), game tight
And they're gon' R-E-S-P-E-C-T me (rapper alive, who?)
The best rapper alive (huh, yep), the best rapper alive (huh, yep)
The best rapper alive (huh, yep), the best rapper alive (huh)
Swagger right, check (uh), game tight
And you should be afraid, be very afraid, yeah (rapper alive)
Fuck up with all these rookie MCs?
Whew, smell like a bunch of pussy to me
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em good, fuck 'em long
Fuck 'em hard, fuck who? Fuck 'em all
Yeah, like that, just like that, right back
I'm on that money train and that MAC'll knock 'em off track
The quarterback, well-protected from the Warren Sapp
The young heart attack, I spit that cardiac
You can't see me, baby boy, you got that cataracts
I'm right here, straight out the hood just like an alley cat
Since everyone's a king, well, where the fuck your palace at?
Me? I got callous on my hands, I can handle that
It's no problem, baby, I so got 'em
It's just a victory lap, baby, I'm just jogging
Yeah, and I ain't even out of breath
The motherfucking best yet, sorry for cussing (Who?)
The best rapper alive (huh, yep), the best rapper alive (huh, yep)
The best rapper alive (huh, yep), the best rapper alive (huh)
Swagger right, check (uh), game tight
And they're gon' R-E-S-P-E-C-T me (Who?)
The best rapper alive (huh, yep), the best rapper alive (huh, yep)
The best rapper alive (huh, yep), the best rapper alive (huh)
Swagger right, check (uh), game tight
And you should be afraid, be very afraid, yeah
Thank you
Yeah (come on), yeah, yeah (come on)
You know me, man, yeah (come on), yeah (come on)
Alright, hahaha
Oh, Fee, I got 'em, boy
Weezy Baby (C2, yeah)
Weezy Baby
You can't see me
But I see you (yeah)
And I see you (yeah)
Lord
I, I, I got 'em
Bring the crowd in, I'm loud in living color
It is Weezy Fucking Baby, got these rappers in my stomach
Yummy, I'm taking it, I ain't asking them for nothing
If you sell a million records, we could battle for your money
I'd rather count a hundred thousand dollars on a Sunday
Watch a football game and bet it all on one play
Still stunting, baby, yes, I'm still flossing
Latest car on the market with the top peeled off it
Big wheels make it look a little bulky
You look a little salty, have yourself a chilled coffee
Chill out, the guns is still out
Even though I am a boss and got papers to fill out
I'm busy, I got paper to reel in
God, I hope they're snapping at the end of my rod
I hope I'm fishing in the right pond
And I hope you're catching on to every line, who am I?
The best rapper alive (huh, yep), the best rapper alive (huh, yep)
The best rapper alive (huh, yep), the best rapper alive (huh)
Swagger right, check (uh), game tight
And they're gon' R-E-S-P-E-C-T me (rapper alive, who?)
The best rapper alive (huh, yep), the best rapper alive (huh, yep)
The best rapper alive (huh, yep), the best rapper alive (huh)
Swagger right, check (uh), game tight
And you should be afraid, be very afraid (yeah), yeah
The heart of New Orleans, thumping and beating
Living and breathing, stealing and feeding
Peeling and leaving, killing and grieving
Dearly departed, erased, deleted
No prints, no plates, no face, no trace
Out of sight, out of mind, no court, no case
Sell his chain, celebrate, block party, second line
Zulu Ball, Essence Fest, Jazz Fest, Mardi Gras
Shotty bounce, body rock, now he dropped, now he got
Family try tell the feds, tell the cops
Smell a rat coming back to the house, to the spot
Tap-tap, knock-knock, who is that? Chk-pow
Triggaman, hoodie man, tell the kids Boogieman
Pistol Pete, Ammo Mammal, gunman, blum-blam (haha)
Damn, Sammy, you done fucked up
Pussy-ass niggas, put your nuts up, just call me
The best rapper alive (huh, yep), the best rapper alive (huh, yep)
The best rapper alive (huh, yep), the best rapper alive (huh)
Swagger right, check (uh), game tight
And they're gon' R-E-S-P-E-C-T me (rapper alive, who?)
The best rapper alive (huh, yep), the best rapper alive (huh, yep)
The best rapper alive (huh, yep), the best rapper alive (huh)
Swagger right, check (uh), game tight
And you should be afraid, be very afraid, yeah (rapper alive)
Fuck up with all these rookie MCs?
Whew, smell like a bunch of pussy to me
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em good, fuck 'em long
Fuck 'em hard, fuck who? Fuck 'em all
Yeah, like that, just like that, right back
I'm on that money train and that MAC'll knock 'em off track
The quarterback, well-protected from the Warren Sapp
The young heart attack, I spit that cardiac
You can't see me, baby boy, you got that cataracts
I'm right here, straight out the hood just like an alley cat
Since everyone's a king, well, where the fuck your palace at?
Me? I got callous on my hands, I can handle that
It's no problem, baby, I so got 'em
It's just a victory lap, baby, I'm just jogging
Yeah, and I ain't even out of breath
The motherfucking best yet, sorry for cussing (Who?)
The best rapper alive (huh, yep), the best rapper alive (huh, yep)
The best rapper alive (huh, yep), the best rapper alive (huh)
Swagger right, check (uh), game tight
And they're gon' R-E-S-P-E-C-T me (Who?)
The best rapper alive (huh, yep), the best rapper alive (huh, yep)
The best rapper alive (huh, yep), the best rapper alive (huh)
Swagger right, check (uh), game tight
And you should be afraid, be very afraid, yeah
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