Lyrics:
dreams get
The more money I make, the more money my team get
My momma would tell me when I was a kid
Dream big
That's what a dream is
And that's what I
and I know you love it
A rose is still a rose, so I rose above it
The more that they see the woman got a mind of her own
The less that they want
Muthaf***a, sometimes, you feel like a nut
That's what you do
What we got here, uh, check it out
Here's another one, uh, uh
By the Notorious
I get the chance
Texting the promoter tell him that I need more cash
This year I ain't doing favours for your scraps
Hell nah nigga
Imma need that
fully packed, I'd be tall caps
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin'
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan
For rappin, big Ghost steps off
surprised
I feel sorry for him to be honest
Talk to 'em
Said there's somethin' about these days
Ain't paying no mind no more
We all go separate ways up in
a chance
For me to the be the man
Get big off these songs
I peeped what's going on
Y'all wanna be like Escobar
Me I was studying Esco bars
Not Pablo that's
wanna see then you can find it out
Feeling my rhythm crazy you know it now
Call me the BIB I ain't talking bout no blues
So call me the BIG I'm notorious
Said I want
Good sex
No stress
One bo
No ex
Small crew
Big checks
What’s next
More checks yeah
More checks
More sex yeah
No stress
Said I want
Good
a briefcase
Who needs a wallet?
Be a pigeon nigga you sound retarded
I'm the girl with more cream than St. Patrick's Day
A house by the bay so what do you
make sure Shyheim and A + sell a million
Peace to Eazy E, Stretch, and Mercury
Tupac, and Buffy, Notorious BIG
We gots to strive to make hip-hop
niggas either
Try to take my weed I got more power than She-Ra
Dirty south diva, I rise like Mya
My high starts coming down I smoke some more and I get
to Notorious, no more ignoring us
I write for all the people that yearn for lyricism
Everybody can hear it, but few choose to listen
Now the game is ran by these
glorious?
I feel like Diddy, Tobe Biggie, we notorious, yuh
But it's so much more to us
Might get a Grammy, that's the floor to us
Dropped two kids,
growth
They break bread by the slice
I'm distributing the loaf
Swear I'd rather share the wealth
They want me to share they post
How the wanna split
by screw
(Lil' Flip)
down south lil flip wreckin all these boys
major labels dont even wanna call these boys
(Lil' Flip)
down south I make em stop
cry, you a child, you my baby boy
You call yourself Tory after The Notorious Big (Yeah)
Biggie turning in his grave when he hear yo' shit
Don't ever
well now
It's a big dark hell
You sit and watch out for your tails
Like a poison sold on demand
Like a hard chance
Like a pig tail
I walked
toes got the game in the bag
Im boutta blow like a claymore
Drip too hard like I’m Namor
They don’t wanna say more
But they wanna hate more
Got no money
I can't miss the streets in the industry, but that's what they taught me
I'm sporting my Chanel with Celine, big drip like Fivio Foreign
nigga Big Frank
1-7-0 Joe
Notorious One, yeah
Uncle Dan got my back
Charlie Rock L.D., up in Auburn, doin your time
Swear to God when
records saying that we're a threat to decent society.
Fuck them. I hope we are.
What kind of depraved idiot thinks they can silence others by denying them
to be
Riskin' a romance
Come on this is your big chance
Are you ready for me
Riskin' a romance
Baby don't waste my time
I don't want to use more
to be
Riskin' a romance
Come on this is your big chance
Are you ready for me
Riskin' a romance
Baby don't waste my time
I don't want to use more
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