Big Hoop

Yeah, Yeah im back online
Had to take some time
Look, couldn't write no rhymes
Had a fucked up mind
Shit damn near went insane
Now i cant feel no pain
No I don't give a fuck
Winning this game
Better stay in they lane
Pressure on
I got a feel for this
Game so tight
I can mold a bitch
And these fake niggas keep popping up
Like i play games meet a whole drum
Niggas all in my pockets
Aye bro you got it
Niggas cant hold nun
I been here
Did a little hesi
Now im ready to go shoot sum
Thats 3 points im so deep
I ain't even supposed to be here
Hatin niggas cant see clear
In that case keep clear
Petite thang she all rear
I keep one in my section
I keep counting these blessings
All of this juice was learned from my lessons
You wanna fuck but im in that spot
All of that hating shit gotta stop
A Nigga point, no really im beating
Have the whole pussy tied in a knot
Niggas that shooting losing a lot
They spending money im getting top
I threw a party they called a chop
Legendary can shut down a block nigga

Look
Felt that all in my veins
Nigga thats part of my pain
Gotta fill these voids
And look at the change
A nigga so hard at this game

Yeah gone pop up
On the left side
Got field whole field locked up
We eating tell me who gone stop us
I can tell they jealous
They not us



Credits
Writer(s): Alex Hooper
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