Lyrics:
Athlete turned-actor, it must come as a shock
To be this big and still
Get overshadowed by The Rock
You take credit for "Despacito
" that's just silly
It's
be said in American headlines
Kennedy stretched and smiled
And got double crossed by lowlife goons and agents
Rich bankers with criminal connections
witnessing me blow up
Like seeing a tank of gas explode
And I'm, I'm high like a flight I'm sitting back of coach
By the window sipping Jack and Cokes
(Earl on the beat)
It's the code
Everybody live by the code, it's the code
Hey (hey), hey (hey), hey (hey), brrt
Run up an M from down bad
the numbers?
How much did you sell?
What's the radio spins?
How much shampoo can you sell with
Your face on it and shit?"
Remind me again why we in this shit?
the real battle just gettin started
and i'm my own opponent
Ready to call it quits
But getting a busy tone
I might stop by radio and pull a bizzy bone
see my
Chuck Taylors
Dark fat laces and fetti with big-ass faces
Blue gators (?), X.O. by the cases
The rider ringleader with weed and my zag smashin
Ya bang
Fuck yesterday
God gave me breath today
They gone say the dream too big
And you got carried away
Till you fuck around get carried away
Then they
is surrounded by the pain and the violence
So the selling never safe
At the same time snitching to the Jake
Is the quickest way to get found
Slice, roast those big boys
Banks don't matter you will be destroyed
Up and down the rap world goes
The radio rotation dominated by your flow
But I'm
you feel this)
Feel this
Can you feel this?
Can you, can you feel this?
Riding by windows shakin' while I'm passin' by
Gotta big screen TV in
a million, come on big shot, let's play Monopoly
[Verse 3]
He got a DVD flow
They need to give me man, Smack, his own TV show
The voice of the jails, voice
fucked by 3
You know me
Niggas is scared to have
Their crush meet me
All of the radio's steaming
Cause all of my radios hit meaning
Time for business
He said he travel, no he don't (uh)
State to state, that's all he know (skrrt)
I'm out in Paris, by the Rollie store
Got the Gucci slides with
far we came
Big Boy's Neighborhood that's "Tweakin'" right there, man
Y'all stick around, y'all radio's right here in Big Boy Neighborhood
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
a big head later Mr. Lease Split Wig
Fucked around nigga 15, I spend
22's with the shoes, five T.V.'s
PlayStation with that DVD
Smoked out tent no need
face niggas say goodbye to the clowns
We coming with that 808 lightin up the streets
We cashing out big we don't need no receipts
I'm on this west coast
W moim domu stoi TV i mam dekoder DVD
Poza tym Internet i radio nikogo to nie dziwi dziś
Siwi ci którzy łykają te rzygi dziw
Informacje pozlepiane w
sealed
Mo money mo problems ain't that a bitch
So much drama in my life you would think I was rich
Recall my first advance prepared for what's next
Sittin
ooh
Yo, go whereyalike
Ooh, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
I mean rich, poor, high, low, or upper-middle class,
Let's all
go whereyalike
Ooh, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
I mean rich, poor, high, low, or upper-middle class,
Let's all get
or big chains, they don't feel my pain
They don't feel my pain
They'll never feel my pain
And they'll never play this shit on the radio
is divisible by 5
And my girlfriend only like white guys
I sniff alcohol so I get high
This beat fucking trash so it sound nice
My elbow hurts in
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