DINGOOO
BIG B's OR DON'T BREATHE!!
I come from, humble beginnings, I could be dead or doing a sentence.
I sold rock's coke dope pills weed & bitches.
They kno I been getting money, niggas kno what the deal is...
Stay wit my poker face on, they ask me why I'm so serious?
I ain't alexa or siri, don't ask me shit and I'm serious!
La bitch, its money over everything & I'm waist deep in these trenches.
These bitches all in they feelings, these niggas all on my dizzick.
I had some family cross me first I guess that's why I'm not friendly...
F*ck all that rahrah shit, these bitches work u gon feel em
I stuck my wood inside this bitch & now she call me big splender.
F*ck I had to cut her off she was too bad & permiscuous
I walk thru that f*ckin valley wit my hand on my pistol cus i...
I turned them rags to riches, no handouts, I had to get it.
I was down bad on my ass no food to eat or pot to piss in
My mama turned her back on me, & babymama did too
Got Ptsd from all the shit that I done been thru
Like that high speed chase that I went on wit my ppl
That shit was detrimental, but forthat bag, that's what we into
We took some majors losses but f*ck it nigga we regroup...
My money gettin taller every day like a kid do!
I'm styling wit no stylist countin dollar after dollar,
I left home to get a Mil & I ain't goin back without it!
These bitches on my trail str8 tweaking for a follow
But to keep it 1 thou tho I ain't really aroused hoe.