Third Strike Lil Wayne

[Intro]
I hope you
I really hope you
I really hope you
Didn't think it was gon' be
I hope you

[Chorus]
I hope you didn't think it was gon' be a fist fight, a fair fight
Hope you trained for a gun fight, we thug life
And we do it for the yellowbones, caramels
And them bitches took my cell phone, no paragraphs
My whole squad bout that money making, vice versa
And just like my girl love, I keep a tight circle
Tight circles in the race car, an eye jerker
Or did I mean an eye catcher? Vice versa
Fuck it man, I got too much money, no such thing
Top down on the supersonic, the guts clean
It's time to let our warts sting, I'm upbeat
I'm flier than these motherfuckers with one wing

[Verse 1]
I'm tired of these motherfuckers, cut strings
I'm first string
Been saying more shit than the nurse seen since thirteen
Don't seem to get why you earthlings observe me
It irks me
The cleanest shit come dirt cheap
I'm dirt deep, to stay awake forever is my worst dream
I search scenes to work schemes on the first fiend at first sight
You know it's paradise when you see blurred lights
You on your third strike