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Big Drafty, 50's On, Original

You don't know me, huh? I remember when they told me you the only one

50 Zone and I'm the biggest whoop I been there since red boys in them dicky suits

I can smell the jealousy, niggas is wearin' it Feel free to hate on me, I had my share of it

They told me I was the coldest until my heart froze

I was stuck in my ways, it's hard to part those I can make em feel it in the air then knock his beanie off

Why you rappin' bout the dope game and never seen the soft

Talkin' like they drop shit, niggas never owned a strap

If I kill him, they might find a strap, but where the owner at

They say I ain't did enough, that bitchy cuffed suck my dick and nuts, I call her eat him up

Yeah, I got the pistol on me, I'd rather beat him up

His rappin' sound like a drunk driver, might get a DUI

See them guys, I pray they eat, but our tables ain't aligned

Suicide'll save these niggas time

Where I'm from, you either work or you pitchin' dimes

Trap might look like a bando, but the kitchen fine

Fuck it, if you ain't tryin' to friend me, then your ass a foe

If you see me throwin' up that five, then don't forget the four

Marty told me step on niggas necks and make him kiss the floor

I'm the missing mold, I put whatever on that ten or four

I can't trust a soul, cause most of these niggas tend to fold

Drop, they askin' where I come from

I was too busy comin' up to be the upcomin

I'm up huslin' while most niggas up runnin', they cum guzzlers

So I don't need a soul to speak for me

I got a big mouth, Bigg Drastic

Talk that little shit and get a big problem

Sick of tough guys, guess it's time to knock that bitch out him

Granny told me shoot for the stars, and I don't miss often

He don't know me, he ain't 50 Zone, and that's a true statement

Oh, so don't nobody know Dras? I guess the crew flagrant

Me? I was still speakin' highly

While the crew hated I'm the greatest, it was greatly debated

And I was favored, asked Big Kuz he called my flow Drastic

And I was still Bo, back when we was VD Red Boyz

But now that shit Zone

Mutual friend reached out and you blocked me over the matter

Like I ain't say I was your favorite rapper, favorite rapper

I'm on my climb to the top, they tryin' to break the ladder

Okay, my nigga, you the shit, but that's just fecal matter

Grab some Don from Stupid Giant, but I ain't see you though

Bro in the back so Marty loves you, even if Drastic don't

They act like I don't be around, like I'm hidin' and shit

I keep yellin' 50 Zone, I reside in that bitch

Don't become a steppin' stone, I'll slide bout that shit

Heh, but you don't know me, huh

I got niggas runnin' round and they still owe me one

Maybe you should tell them I'm Bigg Drastic

If they ain't red up on me, they skip past it

50 Zone, nigga

5400, nigga

50 Zone, nigga

5400, nigga

5400, nigga