Lyrics

(One take, yeah) Real big, aye, yeah, aye Real big stepper when I walk through I got hella drugs and money in the vault too Before that was your bitch, I used to talk to her The way you copy me, they think I taught you Might file a lawsuit, but I can't fault you If I were you, I'd wanna be like me too Thank God I'm me, cause I don't wanna be you These bitches so transparent, they so see-though I get that guap, I run it up, by any means dude And if I catch you I'mma stretch you, I'mma beat you, Your t-shirt, I'mma make sure that you bleed through it And on a t-shirt where yo family gonna see you I load this pistol, cock it back, and let it blast two times Before I'm 6 feet under dead, I rather go do time I know I'm bound to be the greatest, just in all due time And I can't take bullshit from strangers, I don't do bovine My niggas kill in seven seconds, we might bring back vine Raised in jungle, ain't no George, but I might slay that lion You poppin' shit on internet until I bang yo line Just know your death is imminent, so do not waste no time Ok, wait, I'm really spitting, lemme change my mind Lemme dumb this shit down, I can't waste my time I get twenty-four hours, I spend nineteen grindin' I can't sit around and mope, I gotta go get mine Y'all put a bigot in the office, said it's all just fine, But with a nigga in the office, we had doomed mankind A murder every other day, a bunch of black moms cryin' In a city where they shooting, a bunch of black sons dyin' I lost some niggas to the system, I might lose my mind I got some niggas in a coffin, I know they all just fine Smoking Black n' Mild's in heaven, they gone watch me shine I gotta do this for my mama, she my day one slime I'm tryna make my mama proud, put her in a nice big house 110 her flat screen, Visavis her couch 200 bands on sofa, half a mil her house I do this shit for all my fans, give a fuck if you doubt All you niggas really be on simpleton shit I did this shit in less than 10, it's really simple as shit If you would focus on your craft instead of pimpin' and shit Maybe you could be like Mike instead of Pippen, lil' bitch
Writer(s): River Robinson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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