Lyrics:
save your praises
Time is money so we move em like patients
Every occasion is a chance to make it big like my dick in her esophagus haha
Look at what you
the album I need a key
I live the life you see can't wait till I'm overseas
Eyes low I been lit for a week Cali I'm chasing the cheese
Woods rolled up looking
angels they gon have to wait and bring back Big Cain
And my big brother baby daughter
Man Life is crazy cousin
RIP Droop
I'd tell them police please dont
dreams
Big double tray
Cheddar-style with a shake
How I mix that shit up
Making money when it's late
Don't have time to play
I gotta go get paid
Tell my
I came to jam and hold a vibes
Hold a vibes
You know I go to the studio all the time
All the time
Sounding ever so grimy, they're causing fights
the world had ever seen.
The big time was calling and I was on my way. He introduced me to an
aspiring young manager named Alex Rodman and together we took
and keeping things
Copacetic
(they gone)
Found my way
I know I'm headed
Big estate, by the lake, getting cake
Imma ball like I'm meant to lead
(I ball)
When I
(Satisfy)
(Satisfy) yeah yeah, yeah
(Satisfy this hunger- you) Sinatra, Big Pepe
(Satisfy) oh, you got the studio shout-out
(Satisfy) you feelin'
it do? You can call me Dogg
Let me just check your sheet
No problem, sir, let me just say
I'm a big fan of the shit that y'all make
I can't lie, I been
to be music that did it
But then again times have changed man, who are we kiddin'?
I'm managed by my friends that I grew up with
I'd rather give that
Yeah woah, Cudi
Yeah
It's summer time, Cudi vibes, when my minds right, go for the goal line
Juke by the nay sayers and the two times
Leave 'em in
it
Know my time is coming no need to rush it now
Gotta get up and grind no sense in turning down
Back then they didn't know me now they listen now
Turn up for the moments we ain't had
My serotonin must be fucky
Always work to be glad
Turn up have fun
Need the rush of touch stimulus
Time to give
that's gross profit
They like Mo stop went to climb and fell
Running up I gotta get it by the bell
leak the album gotta time it well
You don't like making
never gonna move out of Jacksonville
I'm livin' in fuckin' Hollywood"
Hmm, you know this is my first, uh, rock slash rap album
So, it's kind of new for
now)
Started with a dollar and a dream!
I was fathered by the bastards
Pardon my mannerisms
The Curtiss magnet that managed without the metal with him
trouble so I had to swing by
Come save the day got the city on my back
Wait nah facts put the town on the map
Big dreams never lame always on the go
She
Turn tough inside, in the rush to die
Livin' life as a thug time to face the truth
What's goin' on with the wasted youth?
Please God, come and save me
planet
Went hermit
I'm never in a rush
When I'm perfecting the mix
Elegant in muddy waters
Rolling peppermint piff
A florida jit
Impressed by nothing less
lock and I load
"Pop Shit" explode
Dot, Big Sean, Electron', feel like I gotta "Control"
My music connect with the people
Just bridgin' like the top
brought in probably gone choose...
I'm the big dawg in this man aye, fuck the rules..
Fuck they kennel, grab these niggas by they roof!
(Yeah!)They let me
puffer
I need big B's when I'm older like I'm Warren Buffet (A billi-)
Calculating moves, shit is mathematical
I'm always working, I ain't got no time for
an AR-15 with big titties
I get a rush when I'm thumbing through benjis
I got what you need you can come and get with me
I did a drill in a big body benz ran
these suckers
I've been seein you hatin' for a long time man (blrrd)
But this shit ain't gon' stop nothin' man
Ayy, man, we big dog steppin' nigga
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