Big Dog ft. Reebo Lyrics

Big dog in my city I be balling like athlete

Push up on me have you out here holy like the bible g

Move around the city with sumn pretty

Gotta keep some heat

Its so many stories about me failing got me in disbelief

If you ever need some motivation come and look at me

I got the sauce I paid the cost my numbers up like Curry's be

Running laps around you niggas

I be in my own lane

Track and field on you niggas, but this shit here is not a game

Jump off in that water if you want to

Better play it safe

This a grown man world

The childish shit gone end today

Connected to some dealers, killers, robbers, and some scammers too

Watch ya tone when speaking to me for I send some hittas through

Some niggas acting like a bitch

I'm here to put you in ya place

I'm looking like a walking lick you try me bullets at face

Running up a bag got 'em mad

I got em super hurt

I'm motivating the trenches with my ways

I'm young and super turnt

These niggas out here mad cause I'm balling why you hating me

I come from a small place, but heart big as a giant g

I leveled up and paved the way and niggas hate me till this day

My momma told me give 'em hell

My daddy said at least you paid

Westside nigga getting it in

I come from the bottom of the bucket big dog

To you niggas out here capping and lying to the public

I'm the type of nigga who gone set you straight

I'm never flaw

My own family hating on me

That let know I'm a fucking Boss

Big dog in my city I be balling like athlete

Push up on me have you out here holy like the bible g

Move around the city with sumn pretty

Gotta keep some heat

Its so many stories about me failing got me in disbelief

If you ever need some motivation come and look at me

I got the sauce

I paid the cost

My numbers up like Curry's be

Running laps around you niggas

I be in my own lane

Track and field on you niggas, but this shit here is not a game

Big cuz my city cripping

30 ball in my semi

Small town, but the murder rate on that big city shit

Brick of bales

Track grip or sale

Got resi on scales

Come from the p's on the table

Free bro out the cell

Whip it like a slave master

Daddy gone

We all bastards

Momma raised murders

The opps look good in a casket

Money over beef, but my shooting guards get baskets

Slam dunk case shells floor em to the ground ash em

Big dog in my city on the north

And you can ask about me

Up top in the hills

I'm the man bitch

Ask about me

Agents tryna rico lets keep gangstas

Ain't no rats around me

Don't turn on no cameras

If its straps around me racks around me

Bitch I'm really living with these lyrics

Ain't no cap about me

Hitting up my brother in the window in back of the county

Bitch im from the O deprecia

Douglas county clips full of bud gell and a bunch of clips around me