Lyrics:
Dreaming Big In c Small Town
That girl was born to be in California
Have her blonde hair bleached by a Venice Beach sun
Drive a little red sports
no bank balance, hard dirt was his floor
CHORUS
From little things big things grow
From little things big things grow
From little things big things
dirty
I got on my hustle
Everyday I'm working
Saved me some money then made a big purchase
Opened up shop
Turnt myself to a merchant
Ain't wait on no
THE THREE PIGS
Intro cb cb cb cb
cb Eb
First little pig built
cb Eb
House made of straw
cb Eb
Then big bad
and Destroy)
Searching,
(Seek and Destroy)
Yeah, yeah. Yeah yeah
Hey everybody, shut up
We're just jamming
You don't mind if we fuck around a little do you
don't hit that casino
Big smoke all black in Reno
Rather add a couple O's to my BMO
I've been the don no Al Pacino
Change yeah need a little change
This album gonna be the sickest
That's on my pops
He put that dang-a-lang in my momma 9 months later I drop
He told never smoke rock
Told me how he
going down, I'm just repping for my town
Off a cup of C-J Gibson, man I'm faded off to Brown
And I'm easily influenced by the niggas I'm around
See
On the top flo is where I wanna be like Don Jones
Get me my big break
Smoke every rapper in the booth like I'm takin a cig break
To go to war with my mind you
At first Mom and Poppa called the little girl a lady
They raised her on the banks of a river bed
A house boat tied to a big tall tree
A home for
it's clean clear to Flag Town, c'mon
Yeah, that's a big 10-4 there, Pig Pen
Yeah, we definitely got the front door, good buddy
Mercy sakes alive,
Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo
Abiyoyo, yoyoyo, yoyoyo
Once upon a time there was a little boy who
Played the ukelele. He'd go around town
Wanted to be famous
Live in a big house
Wanted to marry the love of my life
But death has dull eyes
She’s not fair, not kind
She’s big city, but also
to something horrible
Okay we got quite a lot of stuff to do so come on let's get busy
The big fish is about to get taken out by some crazy little fishes
(Stop
It's not a big town it's a little piece of dirt only an acre of land to our names
It's not too big it's not too small it's just about right. For All
Rick on my pants and I got Teggaのshoes (no cap)
Fuck everybody won't play by ur rules (Grah grah)
Just talking on IG, man what u gon do?
Late night we
yoyoyo, yoyoyo
Once upon a time there was a little boy who
played the ukelele. He'd go around town,
'Blmp, blmp, blmp, blmp, blmp, blmp, blmp,
bImp blmp
Let me guess, another album about, "Poor me
I'm so famous, it has ruined my rich little life
And I'm such a tortured artist, let me make music about
just a little girl
When your hand brushed by my hand
And I will be an old woman
Happy to have spent my whole life with one man
Behind that school we
The bitch jumped up with no respect
I had to put the big, big bitch in check
I said, "Ya come a little closer and ya will get shot
I'm sober anyway, I
He was just a boy from a small town, where everybody knew his last name
Left his town on a big dream, folks thought there he goes again
from a town
At first mom and papa called their little boy Ned
They raise him on the banks of the river bed
A houseboat tied to a big tall tree a home for my
lastin'
This little town is gettin' wild as hell
Check the penitentiaries and all the jails
If they could lock us all up that would be just fine
Got my
After all these miles, fam
I really need that
Hammer down now let the mileage roll on
Town to town in this big ole van for so long
Smoked all out
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