Small Thang To A Giant

My teacher said I was defiant
Then became my client
If I fall off
I bounce back
Small thang to a giant
Remember starving
Damn near dying
It had felt like I lost my mind
Got rid of snakes
I Cut my grass
It got too high
I overcome shit
That was set out to destroy me
I say my prayers
Then I'm cocking back this forty
One in the head
These shampoo bullets hit your head
Or hit your shoulders
They hate on who could put them on
That shit be bogus

Have you ever felt like you was finna die?
Damn
That was dry
But naw foreal though
Don't even lie
Have you ever sent a opp up to the sky?
Put my pride to the side
I ain't gone lie
Sometimes I cry
Thought you was my Gango
Til your true intentions showed
Please don't think I'm green
Cause I look like a pot of gold
If they watch you up and down
They plotting on you that's fasho
Was in Chicago with some Goblins
Way before October though
Live shit that may sound make
Believe
So I repent down on my knees
I hope one day I outgrow of my love
For how the trigger squeeze



Credits
Writer(s): Arielle Moore
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