Lil Wayne - Life of Mr. Carter lyrics

What's harder, life or Mr carter?
Balling 'til my hair is as
White as Johnny Carson
You don't have to beg because
I'm fresh out of pardons
Little voices in my head said
"Don't mind the little voices, " woah

What's harder, love or Mr carter?
Especially when these hoes ain't right
These hoes ain't loyal
Shit, who's wrong? Who's right?
Just ask my lawyer right or wrong, I'm still
Gon' take his advice, he take my orders
I'll be a-okay instead of alright
Or kinda-sorta
And before I ever take that for granted
I take the charges
See, you can't believe in all of the
Hype you hear at the barber
If the odds are stacked against us
They're likely to stack 'em on us
Lil Tune, Jurassic in the room, Tyrannosaurus
I ain't steal it, I took it, I ain't crooked
I'm cater-cornered
And if my fruit's of labor were ripe
I would have an orchard
But I'm nauseous from my
Ups-and downs and back-and-forwards
Shit, Mr carter, eyes are always on you
So I smile for the cameras
And hide from the reporters
Roll a blunt up in this bitch, when it burn
It start my motor
Shoulder shruggin' in this bitch 'cause the
World is on my shoulders, shit
What's harder, life or Mr carter?
Tune in this bitch
Let's spike the Holy Water
Tryna stay grounded
My flights said no departures
Shit, what's harder, murder or abortion? Woah
What's harder, death or Mr carter?
Is it easier to play deaf
Or to listen harder? I'm like, "Girl
What's harder than life for Mr carter?
Knock on wood
But with the wood comes termites and turmoil"
What's easier
To change diapers or back to normal?
Times are changing like Father Time
Just lost his father what's harder
To ask for sorrow or to borrow?
Or to break hearts or get your
Heart broke? I don't know
I ask, "What's harder, jail or Mr carter?
School or Mr carter? The news or Mr carter?
Man, what's harder, drugs or Mr carter?
Judge or Mr carter? Court and order, yeah"

What's harder, life or Mr carter?
I ride for this shit like
A knight in shining armor
I pile up the dope and
Roll it tight like UnderArmour
Coming from this neighborhood
It's just like coming from comas
I got homies from the old school
And we been lost our diplomas
Got some hoes from California
Think they shit smell like begonias
Got a bone to pick? I
Pick it 'til you're boneless
Like I come from San Antonio, pop up
At the spur of the moment, how you want it?
When in Hell, I'm a Roman head on fire
I'm a comet
Heat up out my abdomen, and you know me
Man, I'm all about my business
Business handle business for me
I know you know life's a bitch
Turned her to a business woman
Mind your business
I'm sayin', "What's harder
Life or Mr carter?
What's higher, the price or Mr carter?
Should I call you Mystery? Because I'm
Right here to solve you
And if you start to smell fear or fright
I sprayed it on you"
I made it, and when I made it
You hate it, I made it, on you
You know the streets talk, my nigga
Don't make 'em argue niggas faded away
I light one and get faded for you
I'm reclinin', Weezy Baby, La-Z-Boy you
They enjoy you

I'm like, "What's harder, life or Mr carter?"