Lyrics:
Just throw them 20s kuz we runnin outta, ones
Face take em on a field trip, bagged lunch
Heard ya last album, and it was like
Ehh
My shit hit like
to it, no hula hoop
And I can't lie like I like this shit like I usually do
And I'm just not impressed by you niggas rapping fast
Who sound like one big
from my sig
Leave a hole in you bigger than BIG
Nigga you dead, I know where Nori live
You live by Nori crib
You talkin' all that shit
Nigga you
them coke ways
When I daydream, sometimes I gots to drink
Close my eyes and then I see my fuckin brother again
And when I wake up I'm hit by reality
open
I don't know how I got the gift I'm chosen
Making all these songs na I won't stop flowing
Still got big dreams big house by the ocean
Still I'm
Ocean, tornados inside these rooms
Usually I'd rather shoot my shot and brick
Than hit and miss you
I know it, grab the tissues
The boots too big
night
Verse One, Jay-Z:
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my
The world by the balls, eatin' out my palm
Every album song I was spazzin'
The fuck out on
And now I'm gettin' frowned and clowned on
But the only one who's
the banister
Shoot him on camera then kill his manager
Then hang a banner up
That reads you can't proceed
Without bein' conceived
By one album of the 90's
that, why you keep showin' off? (Uh)
Quit talkin' 'bout drugs, you the only pack that I've been smokin' on (woah)
I just hit my plug, told him, "Come
Hit you like pure electricity
We are, we are, we are
Victorious, notorious, proud and loud, so hear this out
God loves cowboys, believe it or not
offended by this, but that's the market y'all missed
That's the target I'll hit
And that's the heart of my pitch
I wanna do this whole thing different
What
play with the big boys, toys bringin that weak shit
Before the battle I hit em off with fat, ladies latest release on cassette
They were done
Nigga I want this money 'til it's rich
Buy my album
Guarded by 30 Section 3
Go against the grain
I got to pee
I know you don't recognize me now
I done
the bar, spittin' bars at the bar
Go to the bathroom, take a shit, then I hop in a Uber car
Too bizarre, you know who you are
You should get hit by
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was like coping gold,
I shut down poppy's load
I hit the strip dog
I see the cops get load
Now I'm living the life I got to stop and close
Big
I'm Chewbacca
In a Redeye, got two choppers
I'ma hit 'em up, I'ma 2Pac 'em
Fly, tall nigga, call me Big Poppa
I'm a big target, got a good lawyer
The gin and juice gets me bent
You start the trippin' and flippin' and
Then ya hit the C
Niggas know a G like me don't play
Disagree, then I got something
right but you stay tryin
You got big dreams, to hit a lick quick
And buy a brand new house, but you ain't get shit
Wouldn't even know what to do if you
right but you stay tryin
You got big dreams, to hit a lick quick
And buy a brand new house, but you ain't get shit
Wouldn't even know what to do if you
(These tears I cry)
(Sure won't be the last) ayy, rest in peace to Nip
(They will not be the last, no) the album was done, I had to go back in
even know me, why you acting like my homie
I’ve been really by my lonely till I find my place real slowly
Static when you hit my line, shit is kinda
thinking rough sex hit it out the ballpark
One shot, two shot
Got your little ass too drunk
Big booty on her
Told her back that ass up like Juvi
Oh yeah,
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