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Yeah...
It's Biggie...
Y'all know the vibes...

They call me Biggie
I come from the city of dreams
Where niggas is fiends
Or dying early
In they late teens...

Gotta keep going
You know the work
I'm just pushing it
In the stu, yeah I'm Cookin it
Like L I'm doing it well...

Bumping Liquid Swords
Sharpening my weapon of choice
You need an invoice at least 60K
To try to book me...

How many times I gotta tell ya
I am not a rookie...

Vet numbers as a youngster
On my luka bron shit...

I know niggas can't fuck with me
If I'm being honest...

Just a warm up no sweat for this
Being super modest...

I'm tired of niggas debating
Tryna say who the hottest...

If I ain't in ya top theee
You smoking pookie nigga

If you don't wanna die
Then don't step in my operation...

Then share my secrets
To my enemies on how I made it...

There is no honor
When you do anything
For the paper...

There ain't no dirt on my name
I am not in it for fame...

Don't give a fuck about the industry
I got my own chain...

Ofo Control on Kundalini
Changing the game...

Remember how I wanted rollies
Puffing on Mary Jane...

Swinging through ya neighborhood
Looking super friendly
I could give you
Breakfast, Lunch, and Dinners
Like I work at Denny's...

Getting plenty dough, in my foams
Thinking that I'm Penny...

Come to think of it
Throughout my life
I been a hooper...

Put that 40 down
Pick up a book
You not a shooter...

Goons pull up it ain't Uber...
More soldiers go recruit Em...

Rage quitting, looking super salty
Cause you always losing...

You gone get ran over
If you step to me
That's how I'm moving...

No remorse or sympathy
My symphony of life is music...

Always walked to the beat
Of my own drum
See bodies I feel numb
From my problems can never run...

I just had to accept in this matrix
I am the one...

Green signs with the slash
In the middle it always come

Cause this hustle in my DNA
The day you wait for me to fall off
Like when worm wouldn't
Give them kids they Frito Lays

Friday I'm getting paid...
Saturday I'm getting laid...
Sunday I'm on the block...
Monday I'm in the drop...

Cruising through the city
Celebrating all my wins
I can't stop I get it in
And for my sins I just repent
And I'm blessed by the gods
120 Wash rinse and repeat
Then my cipher's complete
I'm dominating the league
Like Giannis...

And we did it getting legal bucks
Greek freaks wanna fuck
I got a woman I can't touch you...

Sometimes it's hard to tell
Who leaching and
Who really love you
Working like this shit a double
Twin turbo on my muscle car...

Time went by now Bigal
Is a fucking superstar...

And everywhere you go
They real inspired from afar...

Unlocking my potential
It was hidden in a jar...

The universe my nigga
My intentions out in Mars...

Never rocked no bummy clothes
My pops had me in Polo...

I'll a body a rapper this for promo

These youngins nap and sleep
Getting shot like a photo...

You could suck a dick
No homo...

First person view at ya funeral
Like a go pro...

One of our only options
Living In the hood
Or you sell Dope...

Was tired of living in the struggle
Had to feel that pain
It's time to shift the lane...

Cause things done changed



Credits
Writer(s): Bigal Harrison
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