Lyrics:
stacks and macking out hoes
Pushing big dicks and packing our chrome
We the flyest gangstas
Follow, I'm like a Lamborghini green Diablo
Coupe VT,
To keep going and to keep on
Keeping on a lot of people doubted
Me when I was younger about my
Big dreams of becoming an artist
And I know that I probably
But I admit I really couldn't shoot
Plus I had bad feet
Hardly sleep so I meditate more
I still spit sick like
What's the medication for
I still spit
of the main reasons I don't give a fuck.
Chances are usually not good
'Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And gettin' jacked by the you-know-who.
When
NO I CANT WORRY HER
OPS THOUGHT THEY CAUGHT A BODY, THEY WAS FEELING GLORIOUS,
MAKAVELI FLOW GOING BIG IM NOTORIOUS
I, NEED A SECOND TO BREATHE
DONT
With television, Dreamcast, dvds
Nice sounds, buttons, it's twenties
I'm a Cash Money Hot Big Tymer nigga
That'll hold a pinky finger up and blind ya
With television, Dreamcast, dvds
Nice sounds, buttons, it's twenties
I'm a Cash Money Hot Big Tymer nigga
That'll hold a pinky finger up and blind ya
-- all the days of my life
And I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever
[Notorious B.I.G.]
Niggaz in my faction don't like askin questions
keep a big fifth stashed in the whip dash
Trip, catch six in a second like quick flash
Bitch pass if you ain't
Lettin' the clique smash
I switch tags
a good time even if it’s by myself
Big heart been big hurt
But you probably couldn’t tell by the way I break it down like that
Big heart been big hurt
But
With flows older than the first sold cold soda
Grow more for my bros those rojo soldiers
Them cincos are at it again, blow doja
I am like Iron Mike,
B.I.G, look
The universe been throwing me all the signs except stop it
Niggas been plotting on me, but here's the plot twist
I can't throw fists no
'Cause all of our vehicles, we dress 'em up
With television, Dreamcast, DVDs
Nice sounds, buttons, it's twenties
I'm a Cash Money Hot Big Tymer nigga
machine is where I be
And showed 'em to a hundred grand, F.D.I.C.
I'm more notorious than the B.I.G.
I'm so money, who don't want to be like me
[Hook
Turn it up a little bit yeah, uh
Tory Lanez got the block on whiplash
The cops on draw quick fast
So my shit stashed
I keep a big fifth stashed in
on the Jazz I told them
I told them check your man on the Jazz like Hornacek
Doernbecher Jordan VI
Achoo the boy is sick
B.I.G. Poppa Notorious for dropping
on by)
You can't talk no shit without penalties
Bitch, I'm in yo' shit if you send for me (walk on by)
I'm going to glow up one more time
Trust me, I have
into the man i gotta be
Takin this back
As a youngin niggas around me was notorious so big in my hood
They livin real red pill Morpheus its crazy
pictures
Listen to me, I see your career goin' sky high
Takin' you home to the crib in the Chi
And every time I see your thighs, I cry when I drive by
-N-D-E-P-E-N-D with an E-N-T
On my J-O-B
Motherfucker on duty
Badmon used to be big like Rudy
First time I ever seen a party turn movie,
Black dvds with the bottles
Hulu
But who's these new niggas, talkin', boppin' and poppin' shit
But got less than four accomplishments? I got way more to lose than you do
Uh,
pictures
Listen to me, I see your career goin' sky high
Takin' you home to the crib in the Chi
And every time I see your thighs, I cry when I drive by
What if I went first instead of Notorious, who would tell my story after?
What if we loved less and lust more?
If Obama was on Rushmore?
Would Ali
I’m at it
Stedfastt like Fortnite’s last man standin’
I come crashin’ the track like
Dragon Ball Z, Vegeta’s Big Bang Attack!
Bpm ravaged, it’s tragic.
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