Dedication

If it wasn't for Wayne, it wouldn't be A lot of dudes in the game, including me We was smoking that gas in '03 Was gon' sell a few bags to Lil Fee Couple years removed from HBs Tatted lyrics from Jigga to Jay-Z I went to Eastover before Katrina Remember going to Magic riding in my Beemer And this was way before FEMA, and you was rappin' and singin' And I was slanging the Ps and smoking nigga like Newport Comin' up off of Too Short, my underwear was my hoop shorts And then I went on tour and recorded a song on your tour bus And that was '08, that's the first time I met Drake When I hit your cup with that drank, had a nigga stomach like wait That my dog, that my dog, that my dog, yea, that my dog, that my dog uhh, That my dog, that my dog, that my dog, that my dog, that my dog, that my dog, Yea that my dog, that my dog, uhh that my dog, that my dog, yea that my dog You relocated to MIA You told me shawdy this where I stay I came down to pay a visit You told me Zoe Pound and them was trippin' And you, you wasn't dippin' Had the M-16 and with the extra clip, ready to act ignorant Ridin' off in the Phantom, and Mr. G he was driving Pumpin' that Playaz Circle, you told me that we was riding And I told you that I was rappin', I told you I wasn't writing You said Luda was foolish because he wasn't excited That was way before Tyga, I saw Nicki with Gucci You said, "You can make a million rappin' 'bout some pussy, I did." T, Fewq, Mally Mal, shining like Armor All You can ask Mac, I was YM 'fore all of y'all Stunna said I reminded him of Johnny In this world you either selling or you buying That my dog, uhh that my dog, that my dog, yea, that my dog, that my dog uhh, That my dog, that my dog, that my dog, that my dog, that my dog, yeah that my dog, That my dog, uhh that my dog, that my dog, yea that my dog You tatted your face and changed the culture You screamed soowoo and them gangstas loved it You bought a Bugatti so you can flex And most of the bad bitches your ex Ride 'til the wheels fall off and they got wobbly Duffle Bag video, we shot that bitch on Godby You was holding a sty-ry, I had more gold than a pirate They said it ain't about stylin', what they tryin' to kick knowledge Duffle Bag Boys, yea I can't forget Dolla In going to get the money, it's some words that I follow I swallow my pride, smoking endo outside Straight from Collegrove, I'm reporting live That my dog, uhh that my dog, that my dog, yea, that my dog, that my dog uhh, That my dog, that my dog, that my dog, that my dog, that my dog, yeah that my dog, That my dog, uhh that my dog, that my dog, yea that my dog