Way of Life
Big Tymers/Lil Wayne/TQ Lyrics


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Look right here, this how we goin' do this
Hook up the turn tables, whoof get on the keyboard
And we goin' run this for you, ya heard?
Yeah, check it out

Cash Money [Repeat: x4]

Hey, let me slide in the Benz with the fished-out fins
Hit the mall wit my girlfriends dish out ends
Cause you know it ain't tricking if you got it
Copped baby girl what she desired
It's chump change ma, Marijuana Skyler
Know'n what I got up in my styraphone cup, that purple stuff
It was given to me at birth an stuff
So that's why I cop the Bentley with the leather and the furry cups

Hey, hold on mami them whips on dubs
Cadillac Truck, 28's, no rubs
Slide in the Benz, fins, bubble-eyed lens
Car show in New York, y'all know who wins
It's the Birdman daddy, with the Gucci Prada
Slant back Cup Truck, no rims, can't holla
It's that Louie Fendi on Ostrich streets
It's the tailor-made daddy, mami do you love me?

[Chorus]
Baby, I'm a stunna
I ain't goin' change it
Don't, you, know, it's a way of life?
Mami, do you want it?
Cause I'm about to bring it
Oh baby, can't stop the stun, no, no

Pop one, pop two with the blue Nike shoes
Royal blue jag on 'em 22's
Slippers, white to breathe, five hundred Degreez
In that Cadillac Truck on 'em 23's
I'm the boss of the game with the money and fame
All these, naked women that pop Champaign
And these, marble floors stay high as Rick James
If you know my name then you know my game

It's Lil' Whoody from the Hot Block where series flow
Gotta get dough, cha'll won't feel me blow
But, y'all don't hear me though
Til I'm rolling down my window where my grill is show
And you know I probably pump it through the hood on them 24's
Word, rims poking out the side of the err
Glock, have ya rims poking out the side of your shirt
I'm a 17 n**** and I ride through the turf

[Chorus]

Hey, and my pinky glow cause my rings is so,
Blingy blingy, yo stop blinking though
We smoke stinky stinky dro
And we don't cop them incy wincy o's
And we don't stop, nah, we blow
F*** the people
Everywhere we go we smell like ick yo
Birdman, my Paw so that make me go, fly like an eagle, fa'sheezy

See they think cause I stay English turn
That stunna don't ever OZ to burn
I go in each sto' and ball like a dog
Me and my niggs ball like a dog
Cars on my streets, all on the lawn
Ice in my teeth, all on my arm
Tats in my face, my back and my arm

Tats in my face, my back and my arm

[Chorus]

Yo, there it is, ya lil' low life
See, I'm a professional, you a rookie
F***, a game so serious I could sell a hooker some p****
That's some serious s***
Oh yeah, believe that
Who we rolling with?
We rolling wit Cash Money
Oh, I forgot about peace, Peace!
I mean, piece of p****, piece of land, piece of property
Just a mind game




Piece of mind, ya know
Piece of something, motherf***er!

Overall Meaning

The song Way of Life by Big Tymers, Lil Wayne, and TQ is a rap song about the lavish lifestyle the artists lead. The opening verse describes setting up the instruments for the song, and then the lyrics dive into boasting about all the luxuries they have. They talk about cruising around in fancy cars like a Benz or a Cadillac truck, and the kind of rims and finishes the cars have. The lyrics also mention indulging in expensive fashion items like Gucci, Prada, and Louis Vuitton. They talk about how they spend money on their girlfriends, buying them whatever they want, and throw wild parties with naked women and champagne.


The chorus repeats a few times and talks about how being a β€œstunna” is a way of life, a lifestyle that they can’t help but live. The last few verses go into more detail about how they live their lives, spending on expensive jewelry, smoking high-quality marijuana, and partying hard. The song ends with some playful banter between the artists, touching on mind games, selling to hookers, and other crude topics.


Line by Line Meaning

Hey, let me slide in the Benz with the fished-out fins
I'm cruising in my tricked-out Benz and hitting up the mall with my squad to spend some cash


Hit the mall wit my girlfriends dish out ends
My girlfriends and I are spending a lot of money without any worries


Cause you know it ain't tricking if you got it
We can spend recklessly because we have the money to do so


Copped baby girl what she desired
I bought my girl whatever she wanted


It's chump change ma, Marijuana Skyler
The money spent is nothing compared to the quality of life I have


Know'n what I got up in my styraphone cup, that purple stuff
I'm sipping on some purple drank and enjoying my day


It was given to me at birth an stuff
I've had this lifestyle since I was born


So that's why I cop the Bentley with the leather and the furry cups
I have a luxurious car with fancy accessories because that's my style


Hey, hold on mami them whips on dubs
My girl, check out my ride with huge wheels


Cadillac Truck, 28's, no rubs
I have massive wheels on my truck without any rubbing on the car


Slide in the Benz, fins, bubble-eyed lens
My car has fancy features that make it unique


Car show in New York, y'all know who wins
I would definitely win a car show held in New York City


It's the Birdman daddy, with the Gucci Prada
I'm the Birdman with all the flashiest clothing


Slant back Cup Truck, no rims, can't holla
I got a Slant back Cup Truck without any rims, but it's still a great ride


It's that Louie Fendi on Ostrich streets
I'm wearing flashy, high-end clothing and accessories


It's the tailor-made daddy, mami do you love me?
I'm looking sharp and tailored, do you love how I look?


Baby, I'm a stunna
I have a flashy lifestyle and enjoy it


I ain't goin' change it
I'm not changing my lifestyle for anyone


Don't, you, know, it's a way of life?
This is just how I live and I'm not going to change it


Mami, do you want it?
Are you attracted to my flashy lifestyle?


Cause I'm about to bring it
I'm going to show you my flashy life up close and personal


Oh baby, can't stop the stun, no, no
There's nothing that will stop me from living this way


Pop one, pop two with the blue Nike shoes
I'm wearing my blue Nike shoes while indulging in some smoking


Royal blue jag on 'em 22's
I have a royal blue jaguar with some nice wheels


Slippers, white to breathe, five hundred Degreez
I have some breathable white shoes on that keep me cool, literally


In that Cadillac Truck on 'em 23's
I'm cruising in a Cadillac with some fancy wheels


I'm the boss of the game with the money and fame
I have money and influence in my world


All these, naked women that pop Champaign
There are many women around me drinking Champaign and enjoying themselves nude


And these, marble floors stay high as Rick James
I have fancy marble floors that stay high like Rick James


If you know my name then you know my game
My name is synonymous with the flashy lifestyle I live


It's Lil' Whoody from the Hot Block where series flow
I'm Lil' Whoody from the Hot Block where we keep our flows serious


Gotta get dough, cha'll won't feel me blow
I need to make some money and not everyone will understand my style of living


But, y'all don't hear me though
Nobody is listening to me though


Til I'm rolling down my window where my grill is show
I'll show off my grill to everyone when I roll down my window


And you know I probably pump it through the hood on them 24's
I like to drive through my neighborhood in my car with huge wheels


Word, rims poking out the side of the err
My wheels are so big they poke out from the side of the car


Glock, have ya rims poking out the side of your shirt
I carry a Glock with me and even that makes my gun poke out of my clothes


I'm a 17 n**** and I ride through the turf
I'm a young guy and I love to ride around in my neighborhood


Hey, and my pinky glow cause my rings is so, Blingy blingy, yo stop blinking though
My pinky finger has so much bling on it that it glows, but don't stare for too long


We smoke stinky stinky dro
We're smoking some potent weed


And we don't cop them incy wincy o's
We don't settle for mediocre drugs


And we don't stop, nah, we blow
We continue smoking weed and loving life


F*** the people
We don't care about what others think of us


Everywhere we go we smell like ick yo
We always smell like weed when we go out


Birdman, my Paw so that make me go, fly like an eagle, fa'sheezy
My dad is the Birdman so I'm always flying high like an eagle


See they think cause I stay English turn
People think I don't smoke anymore due to my reputation


That stunna don't ever OZ to burn
I still smoke a lot even though people don't think I do


I go in each sto' and ball like a dog
I go to every store and spend lots of money


Me and my niggs ball like a dog
My crew and I ball hard in our own way


Cars on my streets, all on the lawn
I have many cars in my own garage and parked on my lawn


Ice in my teeth, all on my arm
I have some ice in my teeth and plenty of jewelry on my arm


Tats in my face, my back and my arm
I have several tattoos on my face, back, and arm


Yo, there it is, ya lil' low life
Here's the truth for all of you lowlifes


See, I'm a professional, you a rookie
I'm an experienced person, while you're just starting out


F***, a game so serious I could sell a hooker some p****
This lifestyle and mentality is no joke, I could even sell something as taboo as sex to others


That's some serious s***
This is seriously how I live and what I believe in


Oh yeah, believe that
And you better believe it


Who we rolling with?
Who's coming with me?


We rolling wit Cash Money
We're supporting Cash Money label around here


Oh, I forgot about peace, Peace!
I almost forgot about peace


I mean, piece of p****, piece of land, piece of property
No, I was talking about something else, like a piece of sex, land, or property


Just a mind game
It's all in the mind


Piece of mind, ya know
Having a clear conscience and peace of mind


Piece of something, motherf***er!
I want a piece of something, any kind of something




Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: D. CARTER, FRANNE GOLDE, DUANE S HITCHINGS, DENNIS EARLE LAMBERT, TERRANCE JERMAINE QUAITES, B. THOMAS

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Dv8 Deprave

Man, took me back to 2002!! This is what rap should be like today, Wayne was on top of his game quickly got that fame.. much respect ✊

Bertha Cooks

Thank you.

Karl Roc

Yup

Down Bad Ichigo

Rap, like everything, needed to evolve

TrapKing Productions

If rap was like this today the sound would be old and not nostalgic. Music is constantly changing. You either keep up or get left behind. Tucci even said something like that himself.

Jerome Productions

@TrapKing Productions true

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Ruby Evangeline

I think people's music taste is bad bcoz this song deserves billion views β€β€πŸ‘ŒπŸ‘Œ Lil Wayne went in HAM on this right here, straight up BANGERRRRRRR! IDC if he was using that authenticv i e w s to get his career started, which major artist aint using them to get big these days?

Fourah Bay College - Magical Podium

What an era! This took me to my high school days. There was a time Lil Wayne was the real deal! Let’s put some respect on this guy’s name!

Karl Roc

Agree Lil Wayne fell off after no ceilings Mixtape

214THUGGERπŸ‡¨πŸ‡±

@Karl Roc i dont call it falling off after over 30 yrs

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