Lyrics:
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So pleez - yount wanna beef me cock back uzi
Back ta make peace yount wanna harm me
You fuckn with an army
We all got big guns tuck by the tummy
Me
you can't trust nobody
I hold my own strap
They ain't gotta hold that for me
And slide by my baby momma crib
With the mac on me
Man since her cousin in
When I see you
Girl you turn my head
You make me dizzy
I get a good vibration
When I look into your big blue eyes
I start to quiver and shake
I thought I was bad thought l'ze a kickn' stud
I thought I had a knockn' stroll
I caught a momma glidin' through the alley
A big pink pussycat she
Traded love for a big crowd
Looking back though, I 'prolly ain't miss out
You had me tied up by your strings, the way you'd guide my wrists, ow!
Now
He ain't shit, but neither am I
We toxic, but as days go by
He my little baby i'ma stay driven him crazy, cause he all mine
Just his big obsession,
you know that I'm ruthless
I'm fuckin' yo' cutie, she favor Karrueche
Your boyfriend is clueless, slurp me like a smoothie
Damn, I call her big booty
Knowing no one makes it by taking this path in life
But they were convinced, he got the stuff and started sharing
Just to show the little kid how much they
to the pyramids
Cause a nigga built too different
Built this shit brick by brick
Going too big never ever been on some little shit
Drinking some brown, not Chris
by yeah we don't take it
We don't see that it's Golden
Until we get a little bit older
And make big mistakes
Survive your heart breaking
That's when
Yea I can't understand
I've been building by myself as a lonely man
Yea I can't understand
Maybe I'll never understand
Yea I can't understand
I've
the pussy's on Skype
He tryna take my man, not without a fight
When I see that little hoe, it's on sight
I smack bitches, get digit's i'm the richest
I smack
the plug, can't fall off
Coupe from outer space (tshh), trust me I'm okay
Bought Hi-Tech paid by the case (by the case)
You could tell that's Chanel by
Big man
Big house
All the power make us small like a mouse
Aint gotta be a black man
To get a backhand
From the big man
Held back
Against
got it on me right now
With no intention to stop
Big Ark said chill bro
You're spending a lot
But the gang can't name one
That Fred didn't cop
Man I'm
We've got my man DJ Negro in the house
Straight up Underground Flavor for '95, y'all
As we continue to give you what you need
And it goes a little
got Missy ass waitin' in the hallway
I'm not a minute man fat bitch
I fuck all day
I take Sadé
Get head on the highway
Then fuck that little Mexican
hidden, I've run from the past
Little did you know I'm just The Man Behind The Mask
Tryna make it big but there's garbage in my way
So I took it upon myself
Grind so hard man I need a little break
Spend my time on stage
And I might just do a song with Dave
Lyrical traps when I write in my notes and every time
worn-out suits and shoes
I don't pay no union dues
I smoke old stogies I have found, short, but not too big around
I'm a man of means by no means, king
Zij is on fire zij is on fire zij is on fire
Zij is on fire zij is on fire zij is on fire
Cute face little waist en een big fat ass
Pop pop ja ze
watch got the streets on lock
Yo, Clive, where you at, man? I'm boxed in
Big, on my back but I lost it
Come quick time, I'm here near Londis
Ok,
to pull you a rapper, a NBA player
Man, at least a dude with a car
So first of all, we gonna work on the stomach
Nobody wants a little tight ass
One
with these big ol dreams
I Want to live to be a man
And not gunned down by the police on my own damn street
Cause I’m a dark skinned boy
Living with
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