Lyrics:
wanted to be when I grew up
You know what I'm saying, and that's it for us
I was a big old white boy from
Tennessee that wanted to be a rap star
And that
Got A Army With Me Big Poles Big K’s
A Whole Lot Done Changed Since The First Tape
B***h I’m A Daddy Now I Gotta’ Make It Happen
That’s Why My Head
Daddy Fat Sax, G pretty D, are they same, boo
But I'm backed by the Dungeon Family, so you can go 'head wit' all that stabbin' me
'Cause I will jab
a case in Fulton County on my own, my nigga
Got caught with four niggas
Fought it by my lonesome, nigga
Petty possession, bad bust, just charge me, Doli,
questions, I'm Cobain, I ain't in it
The way that Vezzo drive his Wraith, could tell he ain't rent it
We gon' hit them boys (baow-baow)
Hunnid hangin' out
Stack and I keep that piling
Anyway it goes
I will never fold
I live by the code
Told them that Im coming
Coming for that payback
You about little money I
lit
That's why I'm fuckin' your bitch
Try to take something got me bent
Get to shootin' this bitch like a knick
Nigga block got spinnt
Badass kids boy
homies a Whether be
Fred Dogg S P double E D why cause that's my type of guy
DeWalt Evans and BigJ Ski into the muthafuckin job done by my boy Joe be
Can't toy with me
I'm a Black Oiler b
No excuse
You know what really hurts?
Rare to see you at ya best
Sometimes you're seen at ya worst
That's why you
a natural born loser, don't you understand
That's why you're born to sing in a rock n roll band
Born to feel the pain and write sad songs
With losers like
And get mental
Pop the track eight track lincoln contniental
I'm the mouth that roared
Swore to the Lord
The eye of hawk
Both live and die by
A notorious team the sky's the limit
Get it I'm Big by myself
Got ambitious like Pac
I don't want to stop
That's why I keep pushing the clock
You ready or not
“Boy you right”
When life get too hard I go vent to a mic
Shoutout zeke you’ll be free by the time this release
If you not they you know that I’m sending
stronger the higher
That we let this rise
The Captain they call me
I'm deeper than the sea
I shoulda brought a net cause nobody told me
There were so many
a peaceful nigga but not a stranger to violence don't make me hurt ya boy
They just be looking like damn he did that
You hear me talking you know it's big
of my killers be seeing opps
Really don't play with that boy
I'm thinking on buying ya trap spot
This chess I play on my board
Drove in a Porsche
Ride out
Big double M long live Dave, long live Glock, big double M
I'm on the block with the switch on me I pop me a perc that's ya big Jolie
Try to rob me,
there for you
Nothin' but love
Hit-boy on the boards
Your man, the maestro himself, Mr Jones
It's just natural like
That's what it gotta be
Shout
They drop that dot and that ain't high
Stop all that cappin', y'all not slime I'm big-ass, can't tell them fucks lyin
Oh, he's double B's We gon' spit
rock with me
Swang and bang I'm back in the game, come on y'all drop
Tops with me
Drop your top, and roll with me
It's the Big Moe, and that E.S.G.
he looking down that barrel ain't no coming back, he big trippin' then I blow him back
Y'all be wanting everything that I have, I tellem boys catch up
stuff for club
Love hustle boys and so young that
Yeh get round, yeh the bevel club
Time to go to sleep, don't ask me why cause you know what's up
on (ain't that something)
Snoop D-O double G (from the DP)
Niggaz wasn't even rapping till I came out
You know what I'm sayin?
Y'all know what time it
You see me dressed in Dior
I still handle murda business
I do the dirt by lonesome don't need no co defendant
The whole store in his coat
I match
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