They steady asking that question
I been on the block with the pack tryna stretch it
With ya bitch at the spot, before she leave out the trap
I told her strip, told the bitch to get naked
Double up out the car, I be high with the stars
A young nigga rich and he reckless
Bitch I'm stackin' my cheddar, come flexing your chain
Told my young nigga aim for your necklace
I was broke, I was stressing, woke up to a blessing
OG say I'm missing the message
All my bread steady stacking, no lettuce
Lace him up, Forest Gump how I'm steppin'
Dirty west side I keep me a weapon
Don't pick up the phone, i got time for no stressing
I took off with ya bitch, gettin bed
In the back of the back hittin' shit like it's Tekken
At the trap where I been, a few guessing
Make her feel like the-
Thank the trap for these blessings
Make her eat up the drip, call me ranch I be dressing
Hit a lick, she done did it, was not too impressed (Yeah)
At the trap where I been, a few guessing
Make her feel like the phone, thank the trap for these blessings
Make her eat up the drip, call me ranch I be dressing
Hit a lick, she done did it, was not too impressed (Bitch)
Real nigga, yeah I came straight from the trench
I'm with my niggas and they really with the shit
I just scratched my lil thot up off the list
Might f*ck around and put some ice up on my wrist
Aye, might f*ck around and put some ice up on my wrist
I got some money, I'm tryna stack that shit up quick
Rollin with shawty, lookin' fly up my whip
Me and my niggas do it B.I.G that's big
Real nigga man I promise I could never fold
Don't f*ck with snitches, swear to God I could never break the code
Don't give a damn if motherf*ckas can't stand me
I get them bands nigga, gotta make sure my fam eat
Everyday I wake up I gotta take a chance
Tryna turn a 100 dollars to a 100 bands
Never needed handouts, I'm a f*cking man
I do what I choose, niggas do what they can
It ain't no love out here in these f*ckin' streets
I got million dollar dreams, I'm tryna make you see
Never blind, i always seen em' before they tried to cross me
No matter what, Mike Too Real gone always keep it G (Yeah)
Real nigga, yeah I came straight from the trench
I'm with my niggas and they really with the shit
I just scratched my lil thot up off the list
Might f*ck around and put some ice up on my wrist l
Aye, might f*ck around and put some ice up on my wrist
I got some money, I'm tryna stack that shit up quick
Rollin with shawty, lookin' fly up my whip
Me and my niggas do it B.I.G that's big
Real nigga, yeah I came straight from the trench
I'm with my niggas and they really with the shit
I just scratched my lil thot up off the list
Might f*ck around and put some ice up on my wrist, Aye
Lil Mike Too Real - Goin' Big (feat. Fyrico) Lyrics
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They steady asking that question
I been on the block with the pack tryna stretch it
With ya bitch at the spot, before she leave out the trap
I told her strip, told the bitch to get naked
Double up out the car, I be high with the stars
A young nigga rich and he reckless
Bitch I'm stackin' my cheddar, come flexing your chain
Told my young nigga aim for your necklace
I was broke, I was stressing, woke up to a blessing
OG say I'm missing the message
All my bread steady stacking, no lettuce
Lace him up, Forest Gump how I'm steppin'
Dirty west side I keep me a weapon
Don't pick up the phone, i got time for no stressing
I took off with ya bitch, gettin bed
In the back of the back hittin' shit like it's Tekken
At the trap where I been, a few guessing
Make her feel like the-
Thank the trap for these blessings
Make her eat up the drip, call me ranch I be dressing
Hit a lick, she done did it, was not too impressed (Yeah)
At the trap where I been, a few guessing
Make her feel like the phone, thank the trap for these blessings
Make her eat up the drip, call me ranch I be dressing
Hit a lick, she done did it, was not too impressed (Bitch)
Real nigga, yeah I came straight from the trench
I'm with my niggas and they really with the shit
I just scratched my lil thot up off the list
Might f*ck around and put some ice up on my wrist
Aye, might f*ck around and put some ice up on my wrist
I got some money, I'm tryna stack that shit up quick
Rollin with shawty, lookin' fly up my whip
Me and my niggas do it B.I.G that's big
Real nigga man I promise I could never fold
Don't f*ck with snitches, swear to God I could never break the code
Don't give a damn if motherf*ckas can't stand me
I get them bands nigga, gotta make sure my fam eat
Everyday I wake up I gotta take a chance
Tryna turn a 100 dollars to a 100 bands
Never needed handouts, I'm a f*cking man
I do what I choose, niggas do what they can
It ain't no love out here in these f*ckin' streets
I got million dollar dreams, I'm tryna make you see
Never blind, i always seen em' before they tried to cross me
No matter what, Mike Too Real gone always keep it G (Yeah)
Real nigga, yeah I came straight from the trench
I'm with my niggas and they really with the shit
I just scratched my lil thot up off the list
Might f*ck around and put some ice up on my wrist l
Aye, might f*ck around and put some ice up on my wrist
I got some money, I'm tryna stack that shit up quick
Rollin with shawty, lookin' fly up my whip
Me and my niggas do it B.I.G that's big
Real nigga, yeah I came straight from the trench
I'm with my niggas and they really with the shit
I just scratched my lil thot up off the list
Might f*ck around and put some ice up on my wrist, Aye
I been on the block with the pack tryna stretch it
With ya bitch at the spot, before she leave out the trap
I told her strip, told the bitch to get naked
Double up out the car, I be high with the stars
A young nigga rich and he reckless
Bitch I'm stackin' my cheddar, come flexing your chain
Told my young nigga aim for your necklace
I was broke, I was stressing, woke up to a blessing
OG say I'm missing the message
All my bread steady stacking, no lettuce
Lace him up, Forest Gump how I'm steppin'
Dirty west side I keep me a weapon
Don't pick up the phone, i got time for no stressing
I took off with ya bitch, gettin bed
In the back of the back hittin' shit like it's Tekken
At the trap where I been, a few guessing
Make her feel like the-
Thank the trap for these blessings
Make her eat up the drip, call me ranch I be dressing
Hit a lick, she done did it, was not too impressed (Yeah)
At the trap where I been, a few guessing
Make her feel like the phone, thank the trap for these blessings
Make her eat up the drip, call me ranch I be dressing
Hit a lick, she done did it, was not too impressed (Bitch)
Real nigga, yeah I came straight from the trench
I'm with my niggas and they really with the shit
I just scratched my lil thot up off the list
Might f*ck around and put some ice up on my wrist
Aye, might f*ck around and put some ice up on my wrist
I got some money, I'm tryna stack that shit up quick
Rollin with shawty, lookin' fly up my whip
Me and my niggas do it B.I.G that's big
Real nigga man I promise I could never fold
Don't f*ck with snitches, swear to God I could never break the code
Don't give a damn if motherf*ckas can't stand me
I get them bands nigga, gotta make sure my fam eat
Everyday I wake up I gotta take a chance
Tryna turn a 100 dollars to a 100 bands
Never needed handouts, I'm a f*cking man
I do what I choose, niggas do what they can
It ain't no love out here in these f*ckin' streets
I got million dollar dreams, I'm tryna make you see
Never blind, i always seen em' before they tried to cross me
No matter what, Mike Too Real gone always keep it G (Yeah)
Real nigga, yeah I came straight from the trench
I'm with my niggas and they really with the shit
I just scratched my lil thot up off the list
Might f*ck around and put some ice up on my wrist l
Aye, might f*ck around and put some ice up on my wrist
I got some money, I'm tryna stack that shit up quick
Rollin with shawty, lookin' fly up my whip
Me and my niggas do it B.I.G that's big
Real nigga, yeah I came straight from the trench
I'm with my niggas and they really with the shit
I just scratched my lil thot up off the list
Might f*ck around and put some ice up on my wrist, Aye
Writer: Mike Irvin
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