Big Shot Lyrics

Had a vision me and twenty signing autographs

Out the city from a Bentley this for all the chatt

Yeah aye yeah

Moving be movin

You can talk how you want just don't talk like that

You gon fuck around and have your whole block feeling sad

I ain't worried bout no shells got the Glock in a bag

I ain't hanging out no window im'a walk down swag

Drip water splash I pop these tags

Quit popping pills they lost me bad

This a gen five glock with a thirty round mag

Hundred eighty grain hollows thirty three to be exact

Haters really out here praying wanting me to get whacked

Really wishing I was weak so they could creep and do me bad

Fuck it treadmill but run up on me and that's ya ass

Getting bread still breaking every piece to my last

She give the neck real i don't feel no teeth like they in glass

Going Steph nem' throwing up threes with a splash

That's the set nem' where I'm from the streets full of wax

Lot of death in em' really ain't no peace til we pass

We was bagging up dog food purina by the half

I might bring the whole squad through so you can see the stats

Anybody round dude yeah they really quick to mash

Speed artist with the tools that mean I draw em' really fast

Fuck your bars I am not fooled I'm sharp enough to gash

Shawty caught a attitude I made her walk when I smashed

I got problems none are you so when you talk just know that

I'm so saucy called ragu and told em' y'all owe me racks

I go off like pitch black I go in like that's scary

Sometimes funny but I do be dropping gems you can carry

Always hustlin' moving am to pm but it varies

Im'a get it everyday like perdiem so I ain't worried

Fuckin' up the game who let me in I'm like Carrie

Minus the badge and the color of my skin I'm Mike Lowrey

Diamonds cut like pure cocaine they ain't nothing on me cloudy

Love me now but then they ain't so it's fuck em' if they doubted

So up it's like I'm dead or something

They pillow talking with my exes like a setup coming

I'll have your dawg and fam right in the front the reverend struggling

Nothin' but water in they eyes like a severed onion

See I got monsters in my mind they tryna' tell you something

Member I was doing time and y'all was scared of thuggin'

Never once dropped a dime they just tell for nothin

Be all in court on that side like twelve ain't fuck em'

I got family in them buildings I can't tell I love em'

Maxed out to the brim can't even mail em nothin'

See if I say we still connected then them feds coming

So I can't let you fuck with that we getting hella money and getting better buddy

Big bad wolf I ain't never cried it

Handle shit myself I'm forever ridin'

Got my mind on wealth so I'm forever grindin'

Big ole iron on my belt but not the pressing kind

I remember catching rides just to book me a session

Then go in there and lie like I just pushed up in a Tesla

Never capped on nothin' else guess I tried to look progressive

Funny how I'd take the dreams inside and then manifest em'

These rappers full of lies you don't know cause you ain't met em'

Even Tana called me out on pills for he knew I quit em'

Hit the Dusse with Nafa 2K on the television

Round nothin' but some hoovers only four tray with em'

Real homies make a way to put they aces in position

Love my homies to the grave and they can't never say I tricked em'

I'm a real one even to the death I got my people back

Catch a opp slippin' same place we leave em' at

I see the comments got some hate but they ain't speaking facts

They see a white dude talking gangsta so the keys get tapped

Funny to me is that the shit gon end right there

Probably one of them dislikes thinking i care

Probably trolling my supporters like the fight real

Called it out from here but go on scroll down it's right there

I'm from the east side we don't do the net banging

I'm the type to hit his street then his set changes

Cause when it's real beef most ain't even set claiming

Excuses longer than the sea when gettin' checked ain't it

Swear it's debt remaining we gon need all of that

Putting on for my city minus all the rats

Im'a be the same even when them M's come

Probably give it all right back and then some

Gemini June baby i got twin guns

Still alive it's amazing though I feel numb

Off top toupee when the wind blow

This a killshot I'm in kill mode

Za boxed just dropped dead friend flow

I'm a big shot I got big goals

Bank account looking like a California zip code

You ain't making noise if you ain't gotta keep the stick close

Get money make it more just like the streets except it flip more

Can't get paid for hating never seen it why they still broke

High school crush tryna dm told her it's a no

My move pulled up with a lick told him it's a go

Money talk bullshit walk like the pitcher slow

I'm a big shot I got big goals

Big shot I got big goals

I'm a big shot I got big goals

You a bitch boy I'm a big wolf

Wolf in a world full of motherfuckin' goats

Movin be movin' what you be doing

Fuck what you doing