[Intro: Birdman]
Ayy, Wayne (What up, pops?), ayy, n***a (What up, pops?)
I know this bullshit that I'm hearing ain't true, right? (Can't be), you feel me?
These n***as out here picking bullshit over money, n***a (Ain't that a bitch?)
But you know what, fuck 'em, n***a (Welcome to Tha Carter)
We gon' keep grindin', fill these shoeboxes, n***a (You feel me? Look)

[Chorus: Birdman & Lil Wayne]
The only way we get it, only way we know to get it (Carter, Carter)
Off the block, off the clip, off the 'caine, n***a (The base)
The only way we live it, only way we know to live it (You dig?)
On the grind, tote a 9, do your thang, n***a (I'ma do my thing, pops)
The only way we get it, only way we know to get it (My back off the wall this time, pussies)
Off the block, off the clip, off the 'caine, n***a
The way we live it is the only way we know to live it
On the grind, tote a 9, do your thang, n***a (Fuck ya)

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Well, I'm a 17 n***a, got that Hollygrove in me
It ain't comin' to me, so I gotta go get it
You ain't fuckin' with me, I got the hottest flow, n***a
There ain't nothin' to see because I'm not in your vision, uh
Oh, and I'ma get fed up one day
Put lead up in the K
Come and hit up where your stay, so
Baby mama better get up out the way
'Cause the bullet got no heart
And the trigger man crazy
Little man, if a bigger man jumps through
Then I'm in the hood with the pump in the truck loopin'
But if you ain't in them cuts or on them benches
I'ma park the fuckin' truck and knock your door off the hinges
Yes, Weezy Baby flow off the hinges
So off the temple, no pad or pencil
But let me go back to what men do
Throwback Benz coupe on throwback twenty-twos, bitch
[Chorus: Birdman & Lil Wayne]
The only way we get it, only way we know to get it
Off the block, off the clip, off the 'caine, n***a (The base)
The only way we live it, only way we know to live it
On the grind, tote a 9, do your thang, n***a (I'ma do my thing, pops)
The only way we get it, only way we know to get it (I ain't holdin' my nuts this time)
Off the block, off the clip, off the 'caine, n***a (I'm droppin' thirty pounds of nuts on one of these face of these n***as, swear)
The way we live it is the only way we know to live it (Step up, it's fuck you)
On the grind, tote a 9, do your thang, n***a

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Weezy F. Baby, hand cocked, demand my cheese
Fuck you, pay me, and I can't stop, please
What you crazy? Man, I'ma get it
Like the man on the chorus, got my hands on a fortune
Blam at your porches, bang at your window
Kidnap your neighbor, torture your kinfolks
And tell the cops I murder the info
And leave him on the precinct steps in a pillow
N***as wanna keep they breath, then tell 'em get low
I got ten left in the TEC, so what it hit for?
N***a, you ain't scarin' nothin'
Weezy been a tiger in the jungle since a cub with my paws in the mud
Yeah, me and my paw in the mud
Interior Maybach like what? Bitch n***a
It's the Birdman and Birdman Jr.
Ain't even got to, his son'll shoot you, bah
[Chorus: Birdman & Lil Wayne]
The only way we get it, only way we know to get it
Off the block, off the clip, off the 'caine, n***a (The base)
The only way we live it, only way we know to live it (Yeah)
On the grind, tote a 9, do your thang, n***a (Oh, I'ma do my thing, pops)
The only way we get it, only way we know to get it (You chill, man, I ain't gon' hold my nuts, though, man)
Off the block, off the clip, off the 'caine, n***a (I'ma drop my nuts on these bitch-ass n***as)
The way we live it is the only way we know to live it (My back off the wall, fucker)
On the grind, tote a 9, do your thang, n***a (What you gon' do now, boy?)

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Homeboy, you gotta know that avenue
To get off a bag or two or you just passin' through
True, true, and we just passed the truth
Passin' through the streets of the murder capital
Where you think your own brothers after you
So you ain't got no other brother after you
Don't let the boys in blue capture you
'Cause they got vigilante attitudes, it's all fucked up
Bossman Weezy get y'all touched up
Dead match your face like you run into a wall or somethin'
It's Cash Money, all or nothing
It's Lil Wayne the reverend, call me Sunday
The congregation know I come with nothin'
But leave with everything, I ain't come for nothin'
And the choir know I come with money
And y'all know I'm Stunna's youngin, like that, bitch
[Chorus: Birdman & Lil Wayne]
The only way we get it, only way we know to get it
Off the block, off the clip, off the 'caine, n***a (The base, amen)
The only way we live it, only way we know to live it
On the grind, tote a 9, do your thang, n***a (Uh)
The only way we get it, only way we know to get it (Yeah)
Off the block, off the clip, off the 'caine, n***a (The base)
The way we live it is the only way we know to live it
On the grind, tote a 9, do your thang, n***a