Way of Life
Lil' Wayne Lyrics


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Look right here, this how we goin' do this
Hook up the turn tables, Woof get on the keyboard
And we gon' run this one, ya heard?
Eh eh, check it out (This Cash Money chemistry, baby)

Cash Money (what you say, boy? 500 Degreez)
Cash Money
Cash Money
Cash Money

Hey, let me slide in the Benz with the fished-out fins (come on)
Hit the mall wit my girlfriends, dish out ends (come on)
'Cause you know it ain't tricking if you got it (nope)
Copped baby girl what she desired
It's chump change ma, marijuana scholar
Knowin' what I got up in my Styrofoam cup, that purple stuff (okay)
It was given to me at birth to stunt (okay)
So that's why I cop the Bentley with the leather and the fur in the guts

Hey, hold on, mami, them whips on dubs (hold on, mami)
Cadillac truck, 28's, no rub (no rub)
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 and Prada
Slant back cup truck, no rims, can't holla
It's that Louis, Fendi, on Ostrich streets
It's the tailor-made daddy, mami do you love me?

Baby, I'm a stunna
I ain't gon' change it (I told y'all)
Don't you know it's a way of life? (I told y'all)
Mami, do you want it?
'Cause I'm about to bring it (I told y'all)
Oh baby, can't stop the stuntin', no no (bring back that beat)

Pop one, pop two with them new Nike shoes (yeah)
Royal blue Jag' on them 22's (22's)
Flip white to green, 500 Degreez
In that Cadillac truck on them 23's (23's)
I'm the boss of the game with the money and fame
All these naked women that pop champagne
And these marble floors stay high as Rick James
And if you know my name then you know my game

It's Lil Woadie from the Hot Block with serious flow (serious flow)
Gotta get dough, 'cause y'all won't feel me, bro (feel me, bro)
But, y'all don't hear me though (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 ribs poking out the side of your shirt
I'm a 17 nigga and I ride through the turf (Hollygrove)

Baby, I'm a stunna (I told y'all)
I ain't gon' change it
Don't you know it's a way of life? (I told y'all)
Mami, do you want it?
'Cause I'm about to bring it
Oh baby, can't stop the stuntin', no no

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 incey wincey O's
And we don't stop, nah, we blow, fuck the people
Everywhere we go we smell like, "Ew"
Birdman, my Pa so that make me go
Fly like an eagle, fasheezy

See they think 'cause I stay English turn
That Stunna don't have a OZ to burn (light it up)
I go in each store and ball like a dog (yeah)
Me and my niggs ball like a dog (nigga)
Cars on the streets, all on the lawn
Ice in my teeth, all on my arms
Tats in my face, my back and my arms (what)
Tats in my face, my back and my arms

Baby, I'm a stunna (I told y'all)
I ain't gon' 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 stuntin', no no (check me out)

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




Piece of mind, ya know
Piece of something, motherfucker

Overall Meaning

The song "Way of Life" by Lil' Wayne is a celebration of the lavish lifestyle of the Cash Money Records crew, who can afford to spend exorbitant amounts of money on fancy cars, jewelry, and luxury items. The lyrics describe Lil' Wayne and his crew riding around in expensive cars, partying with naked women, smoking weed, and showing off their wealth. Lil' Wayne boasts about his status as a "stunna" and how he can buy anything he desires because he has a lot of money. He also describes his tattoos and jewelry, such as his blinged-out rings and his grill.


The song has a repetitive pattern that showcases Lil' Wayne's rapping skills, using various slang terms and a unique flow. One notable aspect of the song is the use of samples from the show "Sanford and Son," which Lil' Wayne and his crew include in their lyrics, adding a playful and humorous touch to the song. Overall, "Way of Life" is an upbeat and catchy song that celebrates material wealth and the extravagant lifestyle of the Cash Money crew.


Line by Line Meaning

Look right here, this how we goin' do this
I'm going to show you how we do this


Hook up the turn tables, whoof get on the keyboard
Get the turntables hooked up and start playing music on the keyboard


And we goin' run this for you, ya heard?
We're going to perform for you, got it?


Cash Money [Repeat: x4]
Repeatedly saying the name of the record label Cash Money


Hey, let me slide in the Benz with the fished-out fins
Let me ride in my Mercedes-Benz with unique fins


Hit the mall wit my girlfriends dish out ends
Go to the mall with my friends and spend money


Cause you know it ain't tricking if you got it
It's not considered cheating if you have the money to spend


Copped baby girl what she desired
Bought my girlfriend what she wanted


It's chump change ma, Marijuana skyler
The cost was insignificant and I'm smoking marijuana


Know'n what I got up in my styraphone cup, that purple stuff
I'm drinking from my styrofoam cup and it has purple drank in it


It was given to me at birth an stuff
I've been drinking purple drank since I was born


So that's why I cop the Bentley with the leather and the furry cups
That's why I bought a luxurious Bentley car with leather seats and unique cups


Hey, hold on mami them whips on dubs
Hey, wait a minute, those vehicles have expensive 20-inch wheels


Cadillac Truck, 28's, no rubs
I have a Cadillac Escalade with 28-inch wheels that don't rub against the vehicle


Slide in the Benz, fins, bubble-eyed lens
Get in the Mercedes-Benz with fins and bubble-eyed headlights


Car show in New York, y'all know who wins
I always win the car show in New York


It's the Birdman daddy, with the Gucci Prada
I'm Birdman, and I have Gucci and Prada clothing


Slant back Cup Truck, no rims, can't holla
I have a Cup Truck with a slant back and no rims, you can't complain


It's that Louie Fendi on Ostrich streets
I wear Louis Vuitton and Fendi clothing on high-end street areas


It's the tailor-made daddy, mami do you love me?
I am very stylish, do you love me, girl?


[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
Chorus about being a 'stunna' and living a flashy lifestyle, and the girl wants it too


Pop one, pop two with the blue Nike shoes
Put on my blue Nike shoes and smoke marijuana


Royal blue jag on 'em 22's
I have a royal blue Jaguar car with 22-inch wheels


Slippers, white to breathe, 500 Degreez
I'm wearing white slippers while breathing in marijuana smoke from my album called '500 Degreez'


In that Cadillac Truck on 'em 23's
I'm driving my Cadillac Escalade with 23-inch wheels


I'm the boss of the game with the money and fame
I'm the leader of the music industry with money and fame


All these, naked women that pop Champaign
There are many women partying with me that drink Champagne and are naked


And these, marble floors stay high as Rick James
The marble floors are high like Rick James, probably referring to cocaine


If you know my name then you know my game
If you know who I am, you know how I live my life


It's Lil' Whoody from the Hot Block where series flow
I'm Lil' Wayne from Hot Block where I write serious lyrics


Gotta get dough, cha'll won't feel me blow
I need to make money, you won't understand my rapping style


But, y'all don't hear me though
But, you don't listen to me


Til I'm rolling down my window where my grill is show
You won't appreciate my jewelry until I roll down my window and show you my grill


And you know I probably pump it through the hood on them 24's
I'm likely driving around the neighborhood on 24-inch wheels


Word, rims poking out the side of the err
Rims are sticking out from the side of the vehicle


Glock, have ya rims poking out the side of your shirt
I carry a Glock that's so big, it makes my rims poking out from my shirt when I put it inside my waistband


I'm a 17 nigga and I ride through the turf
I'm only 17 years old and I drive around my neighborhood


[Chorus]
A repeat of the chorus


Hey, and my pinky glow cause my rings is so,
My pinky finger is glowing because of my expensive rings


Blingy blingy, yo stop blinking though
My jewelry is very shiny, even to the point where it hurts your eyes


We smoke stinky stinky dro
We smoke strong marijuana


And we don't cop them incy wincy o's
We don't buy low-quality drugs


And we don't stop, nah, we blow
We don't stop smoking marijuana


Fuck the people
I don't care about what others think


Everywhere we go we smell like ick yo
We have a strong odor of marijuana everywhere we go


Birdman, my Paw so that make me go, fly like an eagle, fasheezy
Birdman is my father so I feel like I can fly like an eagle, awesome


See they think cause I stay English turn
People think that because I come from a wealthy, English-speaking area that I'm not tough


That stunna don't ever OZ to burn
But I am tough and I can hold my own


I go in each sto' and ball like a dog
I go into every store and spend a lot of money like crazy


Me and my niggs ball like a dog
Me and my friends spend a lot of money like crazy


Cars on my streets, all on the lawn
I have a lot of cars on my street and parked on the lawn


Ice in my teeth, all on my arm
I have a lot of jewelry in my teeth and on my arm


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


Tats in my face, my back and my arm
Repeat of the previous line


[Chorus]
A repeat of the chorus


Yo, there it is, ya lil' low life
There you have it, you little low life


See, I'm a professional, you a rookie
I'm a professional, you're a beginner


Fuck, a game so serious I could sell a hooker some pussy
This game is so serious, I could sell sex to a prostitute


That's some serious shit
That's very serious


Oh yeah, believe that
Oh yes, you should believe that


Who we rolling with?
Who are we hanging out with?


We rolling wit Cash Money
We are hanging out with the record label Cash Money


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


I mean, piece of pussy, piece of land, piece of property
I mean, a piece of a woman, a piece of land, a piece of property


Just a mind game
It's just a mental game


Piece of mind, ya know
Peace of mind, you know


Piece of something, motherfucker!
A piece of something, motherfucker!




Lyrics Β© BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Capitol CMG Publishing, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: B. Thomas, D. Carter, Dennis Earle Lambert, Duane S Hitchings, Franne Golde, Terrance Jermaine Quaites

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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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