Imagine
It's BiGG MaTT baby
Pop a squat on the rock
Take a sec baby
Breathe
Breathe
When you gonna drop your EP
I don't know man
When you gonna make it
I don't know man
When you gonna have a chain
I don't know man
When you gonna get a range
Goin' and bringin' it up for your whole team
When you gonna unstick
From the bottom of the pan
You been sitting on it too long
Burned on, get gone
Yeah your time is now
So get goin'
Sing songs
Ditch ding dongs
Take the sewer system to the kingdom
See the underbelly under many
That's some wisdom
To make it to the top
You had to go and make a victim
I got the serum
To heal the whole mothafuckin' system
Evict 'em, political theorems
You bringing nothin' to the table
Man ya big dumb
I been itchin' for a fight
I wish that you would say sum
I'm metastatic
Like I'm growin' like a big lump
I been scrapin' breadcrumbs
I been getting little pieces
So that I can make my own pie
The charts from the experts
Forever seem to lie
Oversimplifying people's crises
A lack of awareness
Like the opposite of a Pisces
We'll start a new world
Sail the high seas
Comin' to your area
Sippin' on my iced tea
A thousand-year-old soul
They don't check my ID
Don't sign with the label
Cause they hidin' all the high fees
You can keep the bitches
Man I got this connection
Yeah I'm chillin with my wifi
I invest in myself
I'm a brand, I'm the man
I'm just doin' what I can
To make you people understand
This was planned, this is grand
I was canned from cleaning cans
Now I'm in demand
I got the world in my hand
Don't you people understand
I'm makin' jams
Put it in a jar and close it up
This shit only gettin' better with time
And you will find
The more you talk about it
The more they can't avoid it
So shout it out
Shout it out, shout it out!
Shout it out, shout it out!
The system is broken
We need a new one
Y'all are gettin' fired
Go and get ya shoes on
This White Crib is ours
Took it with some handguns
Standin' on the hill
Just Imagine
We standin' on the hill
Just Imagine
It's BiGG MaTT baby
Pop a squat
On the rock
Take a sec baby
Breathe
Breathe
*Sick turntable work*
It's BiGG MaTT baby
Pop a squat
On the rock
Take a sec baby
Breathe
Pop a squat on the rock
Take a sec baby
Breathe
Breathe
When you gonna drop your EP
I don't know man
When you gonna make it
I don't know man
When you gonna have a chain
I don't know man
When you gonna get a range
Goin' and bringin' it up for your whole team
When you gonna unstick
From the bottom of the pan
You been sitting on it too long
Burned on, get gone
Yeah your time is now
So get goin'
Sing songs
Ditch ding dongs
Take the sewer system to the kingdom
See the underbelly under many
That's some wisdom
To make it to the top
You had to go and make a victim
I got the serum
To heal the whole mothafuckin' system
Evict 'em, political theorems
You bringing nothin' to the table
Man ya big dumb
I been itchin' for a fight
I wish that you would say sum
I'm metastatic
Like I'm growin' like a big lump
I been scrapin' breadcrumbs
I been getting little pieces
So that I can make my own pie
The charts from the experts
Forever seem to lie
Oversimplifying people's crises
A lack of awareness
Like the opposite of a Pisces
We'll start a new world
Sail the high seas
Comin' to your area
Sippin' on my iced tea
A thousand-year-old soul
They don't check my ID
Don't sign with the label
Cause they hidin' all the high fees
You can keep the bitches
Man I got this connection
Yeah I'm chillin with my wifi
I invest in myself
I'm a brand, I'm the man
I'm just doin' what I can
To make you people understand
This was planned, this is grand
I was canned from cleaning cans
Now I'm in demand
I got the world in my hand
Don't you people understand
I'm makin' jams
Put it in a jar and close it up
This shit only gettin' better with time
And you will find
The more you talk about it
The more they can't avoid it
So shout it out
Shout it out, shout it out!
Shout it out, shout it out!
The system is broken
We need a new one
Y'all are gettin' fired
Go and get ya shoes on
This White Crib is ours
Took it with some handguns
Standin' on the hill
Just Imagine
We standin' on the hill
Just Imagine
It's BiGG MaTT baby
Pop a squat
On the rock
Take a sec baby
Breathe
Breathe
*Sick turntable work*
It's BiGG MaTT baby
Pop a squat
On the rock
Take a sec baby
Breathe
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Bellinger
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