Текстове на песни:
Wayne Figure It Out

deal goes down Life's passed out and there's nothing you can do About the fools around you, but keep your guard up Remember to breathe And I figure it out

a devil, nigga, hell yeah Roc-a-bye, baby, homicide, baby That's more tear drops, call me cry baby What you talkin' 'bout? Tell it to my nine Cut your tongue out, mail it

no more, More like the Mixtape President, Barack Odrama! It was definitely time for change, I mean the game been dry So, I figured we going for re-election So, me and Wayne

the back of the train to the caboose ya pull em out the game fuck bits I pull em out of the strange fuck it I pull them out of there lane now your playing

want to thank everybody for being so patient And baring with me over these last couple of years While I figure this shit out Is anybody out there? It

the sickest shit to spit? Is it me or is it trick? Its cuz u aint comparing me to any nigga, any Wayne, any Jigga we can bang, any figure we can bet,

Everything was suppose to be all Jesus Everything was suppose to be all Jesus But it seems like everything is all Satan But it seems like everything is

when till the score changes Runnin round ta figure out how to get out your maze sometimes I board planes with no destination You should try an play it we call it

on my arm If them boys run up I leave their bodies on the lawn And Duck the fuck out a there, 'cause baby its hot out there If this was a movie it?s