Bombshell.

The gimmick shit just don't work
If the shit is real, I'ma rap about the shit, if I've been through it, I'ma rap about it
When you got your little gimmicks and the shit get corny and you fucked up in the game
I ain't scared about shit, let me do my thing

(Dilly got it bumpin)

Lookin' for the treasure, it was buried in my chest
Speakin' from the heart, puttin' everything to rest
Talkin', dodgin' every bullet, didn't even wear a vest
Stuck in the rear view, seein' what's the next move
Yeah
Fell in love with this rap shit and the lifestyle
Told myself I gotta have it
Four pockets full, baby, like a hattrick
Blowin' hella money like I never had shit
Yeah
Uh
Do 'em the worst way, tellin' niggas they ain't fuckin' with me on my worst day
That's a fact, I adapted in my own habitat
Cataract, wasn't seein' I was gettin' too attached
Knew I had the rhythm, what about the rhymes
First time on the mic, kinda caught me by surprise
Alive, doin' well, if you niggas couldn't tell
Waitin' to prevail, time to drop the bombshell

My music is bein' so well-received because it's just some real shit, you know
There ain't no, like I said, there ain't no gimmicks behind this shit, you know what I mean
Some niggas that live in Brooklyn, they get busy, you know what I'm sayin'
This shit I be talkin' about don't be no bullshit
It be some shit that I been through, I mean, I'm not tryin' to be no role model on nobody
I'm not tryin' to tell nobody what's right or what's wrong because I live my life doin' wrong

Boom, goes the dynamite, made it happen overnight
Follow in my footsteps, do it via satellite
Take me to the throne, feelin' overblown
To the top, I belong, if you with me, tag along
Beast, I'm a predator, workin' on the character
Runnin' to my dreams, but the devil intervened
Time to level up in my shell
Covered up, new life, live it up
Hard makin' up all the times that I lost
Friends double-crossed, I was on the losin' team
You could call me Terrence Ross, yeah
Now, on my grind, on my grind
Disrespect, that's okay, leave you niggas are behind
Last time, never made it to the finish line
Tried again, kept it goin', wasn't stoppin' at the sign
Alive, doin' well, if you niggas couldn't tell
Waitin' to prevail, time to drop the bombshell

You know what I'm sayin'
Waitin' to risk his life for the police, the stick-up man
You know what I'm sayin'
Anything can happen to a nigga on the streets
You know what I'm sayin'
So when I say a nigga ready to die
I mean a nigga ready to go all out for his
Ready to die for that money
Ready to die for his respect
Whatever a nigga gotta do
No matter what it takes, get the job done
Notorious B.I.G. now, that's the stamp on the covers
And that's what it's gonna say next to the sound screen and shit like that
But, niggas know the real
B.I.G.G.I.E
Niggas know the deal now



Credits
Writer(s): Elizabeth Hale, Joseph Hottinger, Joshua Brian Smith, Arejay Hale
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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