Big Fish, Small Pond

I was really thinking back on how I know both these motherfuckers
Kicked up at Avery's
It was like 2013-2014
Just figuring out how big this pond is

Don't step into the water just yet
Kicked back, feet up, but I know I can't relax
Been seeing people swim, right above the brim
Pouring from an empty cup, or fill it to the rim
Beautiful irony of what we all oppose
Catch as much air as you can and hold your nose
Right before that deep dive you try to keep composed
Been better when I touch the waters of my soul
Too smooth with it, I cruise in this
Keep my soul centered so everyone can do it
Stop wishing, be persistent
and when I get that rhythm, hold up

Big Fish at the top of the list you can miss with the bullshit
They don't give you roses till you gone like Neighborhood Nip
That's about as bad as it could get
Leave your family sad from a bullet
Feeling like a pastor at the pulpit, or a teacher with a bad class on a school trip
Gas, I'ma pull it, blow the smoke out
Big Fish in a small pond till I broke out
Was a walk on to the big leagues
I'm a pro now, yeah it goes down, I'm the coach now
I'm the type of nigga that'll run it on the fourth down
Fishy ain't dead, but I'm at the Bowl now
Cold how I had to slow down just to reach 'em
Status quo now, know your pronouns when you're speakin'
I'm a "hemp-rollin', windows rollin' down on the fishbowl, whenever you see him" type nigga

C'mon, it's like I've been up in the cut for too long
I'm ready to bubble, water in the pot we just cooking
So what you looking at?
DMV Migos, but not a copycat
We roger that, motorboat my face inside her twins, and I got more than ass
How I flip these words inside a beat, but not an acrobat
Jumping from a roof into a pool, now that's a splash attack
Only difference dove inside your bitch 'cause she was super wet
Had to name her scuba jet
And I just ride off like it's by law, got the hot sauce
Smelling my shit, like a mosh pit
Dripping my flaws like a faucet
Catching every sip, leave em nauseous, cause I'm too sick
Like a patient, which I don't get
Take your two lips, kiss on my dick
'Cause it's not big but the girth is
And I can fit in where I get in, ayy
Better put your bid in from beginnings, ayy
'Cause you gon' be left up in the dust like I'm sweeping, ayy
Cleaning house, ridding all you rats with a Kat Stacks
Now the burners creeping, ayy
Healing my soul, once I jumped up in the fishbowl
From the small pond, I'm a big catch, gon' & tell your moms
I be nonchalant
Fuck on Oprah if I get a chance
Don't need the stick to leave her in a trance
From a John Doe to a Don
Don't forget the B. that tried to break my heart
Pissed she couldn't keep me from the start
Big Fish



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Writer(s): Nikko Miles
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