Lyrics:
They dream small, I'm tryna live big
Come from nothing like Makaveli and B.I.G. did
Tell my momma I made it I hope she listens
Pray she lives long
& Wesson
I kill tracks like aids, nigga get infected
The whole world been waitin' on him
Here I come, droptop Phantom
I'm skatin' on 'em, look around
All
I execute this rebuke, good master
He said, these cometh not out, but by prayer and fasting
Like, one, two, three, four, five, knock a demon down
pretty cars
The big diamond rings, and them fantastic mink coats
Is you for real? No, I don't think you are
Sit down, No, no, sit down
Now don't say
when it's sun up
Fuckin on a balcony, they jealous of the come up
(Shutup)
(Done up)
Boy don't fuck my nut up
Had a meeting with your mama face down with
Yeah, this one's dedicated, to my grandmother, and your grandmother
It's all love, let's not forget who raised us, word up
Big Mama, my
the rich
Five, only strong will survive
Four, 'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun,
down if I'm lyin' (Yeah)
Ne, more, nic není od mámy a od táty (Eh, eh, ne, more)
Big drip, na sobě Gucci, Nike a Armani (Eh, eh, eh, všechno legit)
Big
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
might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law, and I know my way around
Down in the Village, you might think I'm silly
But you
flock dives you'll die
Why don't you fly on by?
If your flock dives you'll die
You can get up under the wind and glide away
The sky is big enough
took a fall
That's how it goes down
Dope fiend still get high
While dope dealers barely get by
You better get your life right
You want to live in
the Jakes'll hit ya forty-one times
So I live by the sword and obey hood laws
Make my team click like high heels on wood floors
Let my niggas live
We show
, or go home
You're sounding like a quitter
You should change your tone
So go big, or go home
Even peasants, they can make it
To to the throne, come on
I
sayin'?
When a nigga speak on this street shit and everything I do, man
How I live, man, them big ole facts, man
Nothin' fabricated, you understand
When
fuckin' man)
Live from the graveyard (you stupid you fuckin' idiot)
You drunk, ho
Yo, that nigga crazy as hell (put that liquor down
Ayo, what you
fuckin' man)
Live from the graveyard (you stupid you fuckin' idiot)
You drunk, ho
Yo, that nigga crazy as hell (put that liquor down
Ayo, what you
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
buck make space now
The crew and luck we juiced up
So we understand live it up
From city buck gotta get it now
Hey hey I don't play
When it comes
use my brains when I'm ("drivin' round")
Step in the car and go
Round down by your lady and I
Be waiting at the door
We bout to go ("drivin'
did it
Yeah, they took my gift and they blind me (blind me)
Where the fuck is my money? (Where)
Now here comes this big ass conspiracy (uh)
But
Bacardi (what)
Wild out, spaz in the club, we in the party (what)
Brooklyn (come on)
Shaolin (come on)
Queensbridge down to Long Island (come on)
might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law, and I know my way around
Down in the Village, you might think I'm silly
But you
the book
A Mastermind
Never do a thing irrational
Lives forever, these tales are classical
Velvet bow ties, bulletproofs in the tux, when I roll by
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