Lyrics:
nigga I gets respect
And youse a nigga that can't even get no props in your set
Tragniew Park you say huh
Wanna be rippin', but now it's time to do some
Uh baby wanna come with me yea
She wanna cut
Surgery yea
Just hit me back with the urgency
Like a thief in the night this is burglary
Aye
Big tipper
the map and the money's flying
Cert' with the sound so fuck the siren
If you wanna see flames let me punch the fireman
Amma' skin a big riz n rip out
Because I plan on being dead by the time I'm 24
No laying foundations man I skipped that step
That's why we crashed down so hard I got nothing left
To give
snoring (I'm gone)
Dreams to make it big, back to back we touring
Keep them racks I'm storing the bag important yeah whoa (Uh)
Wreck em I got time today we
It's The Count counting
Like his head accountant
Y'all the real reason
Ariel rerouted
Josh and big Jon
Is a bunch of shouting
It's my time
Like Big Ben
Lame niggas want beef it's that
Slide a nigga quick fuck the chit chat
I ain't got time for these lame ass weak ass quick to snitch ass bitches
Big Bank
hush you like a kid
In a crib, damn, it's time to silence the lamb
Big L gotta silence the lambs
To my man D'Shawn gotta silence the lambs
To Naughty By
the big business
Big business, big business, Man with the big business
G code with the five star
You know my name, I slide by
You know my style, my swag
mo'fucka
I know you can make colors rhyme
And have the whole goddamn planet yellin uncle at you and even
Still take the time big up little ?egg?, can you
Cutter
Big flex
I'm fast on these niggas check the reflex
They don't wanna see it but I'm on next
You got a bad bitch ima home wreck
I see these
A nervous wreck, but I played it nice
All through the dark now I’m shedding light
I’m just trying to pull up with a big bag on me like I play the pipes
If I
Cease, B.I.G., boy
And Funk Doctor Spock, I mean Redman that's not Leonard Nimoy
88 keys on the keyboard
I'm down to catch wreck, take them first three
guns to wreck a nation
Any nigga wave a Tec at Mase, and, have a explanation
You bring your crew and 'em and I'm doing 'em
Then I'm beating 'em down
is I never see it hit the checks
Uncle Sam steady upping his percent
Been investing in my city but my city still a wreck
Feel me falling by
(Nigga, we on it, be up by the morning)
You wreck a new bitch wearing panties tho
(Threw out my line) fish up, for sure
(Nigga we eating ya) oughts
Days pass by and my eyes they dry
And I think that I'm OK
Till I find myself in conversation fading away
The way you smile, the way you walk
The time
a brief time
PRE- CHORUS
You change your ways like you change your dress day by day
I find it complicating to love again
Just because of you
You don't
Bitch I go dummy for this war we out the window
When I see you better duck this ain't limbo
I don't go by Vick to you I go by Big Bro
My point ten got
focused on the purpose
Big picture
Its perfect
Gotta lot of ways to be the best
Gotta lotta of life he gave his chest
The King dont get caught by pawns doe
Family never ever own shit
Now its time for us to own shit
Fuck cars and a outfit sitting big in our own shit
I mean we aint never have shit
So please
it stuck in the mix
Breakfast time we at the kitchen
With it bubbling grit's
Scrambling eggs cause we be
Packing hammers for days
Lemon squeezer for
it a train wreck
Nobody said that this life would be painless
I was a younging with kicks bought from Payless
Now that I'm 20 I'm getting
God forbid I change my mind
There is no God
There is no time
The risk I take is mine alone
I wish that I could just go home
I'm a mess
I'm a wreck
I can
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