Lyrics:
(I got to stack my dough, I got to get my bread up)
(Bitch stop knocking at my door, I be getting fed up)
(Got a crib so big up in Montenegro)
(Got
there is a round.
So the very next day when I punched in
With my big lunchbox and with help from my friends
I left that day with a lunch box full
of Big Jim's wife
She had done a lot of bad things, even once tried suicide
Was lookin' to do just one good deed before she died
She was gazin'
In my forty dollar blue jeans
Next to a beauty queen
Used to the finer things
All I had to my name was a big ol' truck and a little ol' place
I
but the city that dreams, for sure
If by dreams you mean in nightmares
L.A, I'm a dreamer, but I'm from nowhere, who am I to dream?
L.A, I'm upset,
front row, at the next show
Turn the mic on, get my vibes off
From the big city, you got small dreams
I see big things, I see all wins
Turn the pain off,
When You see me you gone be calling my phone the next time you need me
Next time you see me Ima be right on ya TV
Cause Even the devil himself tried
out with you, cause we the real thing!
Ladies and hoe-bitches
You have just entered the realm of the drillers the crew 90 killers the hella gorillas
be
(Representing for the black woman them)
Right by your side when you're up or down
Don't matter what I′ll be around
(a true thing you know girl)
Baby
York New York big city of dreams
But everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by
I'm drunk, I'm high, damn near gettin' by
I'm drunk, I'm high, damn near gettin' by
I'm drunk, I'm high, damn near gettin' by
Yeah I'm drunk, I'm
roof
Rich, black, two big guns and no coof
Things at the label, well they tend to get unstable
And that pretty much leave Malice at the table
Or over
your troubles
I don't care where you've been
The only thing that matters now
Is where the night will end
Them bright big lights are shining on us
your troubles
I don't care where you've been
The only thing that matters now
Is where the night will end
Them bright big lights are shining on us
Little by little by little by little
I'm going crazy
Little by little by little by little
I'm going crazy
In reality I'm just an average Joe
the next night, set list says dawg you can run it on this
And it all works out
It's a big world
The bigger your dream, the bigger you're livin' it
It's
I won't run
I promise I'm blessed I am God's son
I am the next big thing rip Pun
Oh you thought I was finished I swear I'm not done
I'm the best in my
what happens next)
I like cool shirts i like cold rings
I want a big house i want nice things
I want jet packs for all my friends
That want a big house
You barely the opener
Make one wrong move
By lettin me get close to ya
Take a 12 inch blade
Next thing you throat is cut
So you better step away
bad things, make it Look so damn cool
Smoke and sip wine too
She got a nasty mind too
She got a big behind oooohhh
That bad girl mine who
Moving, like
Angels Crying
A kid like me so tired
Just a small kid in a big big world trying to figure out all of my desires
New generation, trying to find out
On the spot
It's a tragedy when I spin' yo fuckin' block
A nigga, from BlackConnect
Will leave ya wet
Fa' sho yo' face is on the next
If ya disrespect
I ain't
your whole family
No stress, never have to worry bout a thing
The best restaurants, furs and diamond rings
All paid for by the suckers and lames
tryna by (just tryna get by, yeah)
Look at they man eye, big man, they never try
So we rolled with them, stole with them
I mean loyalty, niggas
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