Big Queens
Yeah yea yea man
You already know what it is man
QU to the E L's repping that
QU double E N add the S
All my young niggas hold your head's man
Word
Remember when they didn't fuck with him
Now they see him pulling up in the Cullinan
About his money and got more of it coming in
Big 40 on his hip ain't no son'ing him
Sending niggas to the store by their Government
Silly rabbit try to trick him he done'in them
Ten goons on the block and he running them
Get the drop find your spot and they're coming in
Play tough when he spins he's gon
Humble them
Group text he ain't fucking with none of them
New tech told his man put a drum in them
Leg shot have him tripping and stumbling
Head shot put an end to the mumbling
Big Queens
That's the city he's repping in
New York
It ain't even a question
He gets on these records and
Preach like a reverend
Was born into sin
Hope he makes it to heaven
Jumped off the stoop back when he was eleven
The age of sixteen learned a valuable lesson
Facing fifteen in 2011
Came home 2012 off of grandmother's blessing's
She passed away seventeen months from that
Only nineteen trying to find his way back
Broke up with Kaddie
Had hoes on his body
Jumped back on the scene and it was a wrap
Chief Keef was on the map
Now everybody from the Raq
Screaming Never Lack
That means the whole party's strapped
But most of these niggas probably cap
They ain't never stabbed nothing
Shook nothing
Shot nothing
I can tell they'll tell when the cops come
Really feel's like you're in hell when you're locked up
Seen a demon cast spells with a box cutter
It's like gladiator school man
Niggas tryna earn their stripes
Young niggas in the field
Popping on a pill
Something in the sprite
How're you going on a drill
You cant shoot
Or you can't fight
When you're locked up
Ain't no block love
Better get busy with the knife
Them real demons send a kite
A nigga doing life will take your life
You better earn them stripes
All that gun busting
Lead's to repercussions
Man you know this shit comes with a price
All that block hugging
With them thots fucking
On everything thats in sight
Seen niggas die
Trying to flip a pie
When they would've been good with a slice right right
Right right
Like say you send them to the light
Then you turn to the right
You hear the sirens see the lights
You know you've got to take flight
But now you're running with the pipe
Took a chance rolling dice
But why gamble with your life
Knowing they'll give you life
I've been praying for you every night
Cause I've been up the road
Never broke the code
Heart turned cold
Holding on to secrets don't nobody know
Know a couple niggas they ain't never fold
Ducking all the drama trying to make parole
Swimming with piranha trying to make it home
Death before dishonor's all they've ever known
In the city of lost dreams where they never sleep
They just sell souls when the devil creeps
But if hell holds all the souls sold
And I stood tall what you telling me
Baby I'm heavenly
But still goon'd up like it's ten of me
Pouring some Hennessy out for my enemies
So they remember me
And them young niggas in the field
Popping on a pill
Something in the sprite
How're you going on a drill
You cant shoot
Or you can't fight
When you're locked up
Ain't no block love
Better get busy with the knife
Them real demons send a kite
A nigga doing life will take your life
You better earn them stripes
You already know what it is man
QU to the E L's repping that
QU double E N add the S
All my young niggas hold your head's man
Word
Remember when they didn't fuck with him
Now they see him pulling up in the Cullinan
About his money and got more of it coming in
Big 40 on his hip ain't no son'ing him
Sending niggas to the store by their Government
Silly rabbit try to trick him he done'in them
Ten goons on the block and he running them
Get the drop find your spot and they're coming in
Play tough when he spins he's gon
Humble them
Group text he ain't fucking with none of them
New tech told his man put a drum in them
Leg shot have him tripping and stumbling
Head shot put an end to the mumbling
Big Queens
That's the city he's repping in
New York
It ain't even a question
He gets on these records and
Preach like a reverend
Was born into sin
Hope he makes it to heaven
Jumped off the stoop back when he was eleven
The age of sixteen learned a valuable lesson
Facing fifteen in 2011
Came home 2012 off of grandmother's blessing's
She passed away seventeen months from that
Only nineteen trying to find his way back
Broke up with Kaddie
Had hoes on his body
Jumped back on the scene and it was a wrap
Chief Keef was on the map
Now everybody from the Raq
Screaming Never Lack
That means the whole party's strapped
But most of these niggas probably cap
They ain't never stabbed nothing
Shook nothing
Shot nothing
I can tell they'll tell when the cops come
Really feel's like you're in hell when you're locked up
Seen a demon cast spells with a box cutter
It's like gladiator school man
Niggas tryna earn their stripes
Young niggas in the field
Popping on a pill
Something in the sprite
How're you going on a drill
You cant shoot
Or you can't fight
When you're locked up
Ain't no block love
Better get busy with the knife
Them real demons send a kite
A nigga doing life will take your life
You better earn them stripes
All that gun busting
Lead's to repercussions
Man you know this shit comes with a price
All that block hugging
With them thots fucking
On everything thats in sight
Seen niggas die
Trying to flip a pie
When they would've been good with a slice right right
Right right
Like say you send them to the light
Then you turn to the right
You hear the sirens see the lights
You know you've got to take flight
But now you're running with the pipe
Took a chance rolling dice
But why gamble with your life
Knowing they'll give you life
I've been praying for you every night
Cause I've been up the road
Never broke the code
Heart turned cold
Holding on to secrets don't nobody know
Know a couple niggas they ain't never fold
Ducking all the drama trying to make parole
Swimming with piranha trying to make it home
Death before dishonor's all they've ever known
In the city of lost dreams where they never sleep
They just sell souls when the devil creeps
But if hell holds all the souls sold
And I stood tall what you telling me
Baby I'm heavenly
But still goon'd up like it's ten of me
Pouring some Hennessy out for my enemies
So they remember me
And them young niggas in the field
Popping on a pill
Something in the sprite
How're you going on a drill
You cant shoot
Or you can't fight
When you're locked up
Ain't no block love
Better get busy with the knife
Them real demons send a kite
A nigga doing life will take your life
You better earn them stripes
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Writer(s): Quel Merkerson
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