Lyrics

It’s like the universe, feelings reverse then hit first
Who the baddest out the lot that be fooling ya first?
Then float down the ave, cruising to church
My relationships with the higher powers got me doing it worst
I take ten steps then spin then recruit for the win
I been through it, back 'em down but ain’t taking it in
I seen shorty and she shaking her skin for a top pimp
She could a kiss and she glow without a drop quick
Uh – teach the students; uh – reach through influence
Entering the chapel the preacher could be a Buddhist
Thelonius Monk with a accent was speaking fluent
The mix jump, flip or you jump, grip or the pump
Spit or you punch, **** gifted from jump
It's Focus and Don, that Taylor Port motion we on
My ****, Brim and the Fame and we toasted along, yeah
Yeah
Big cars big whips big chips big boats big tits
Yeah we trying to get this big shit
Big money big homes big cars big flips
Still trying get this big shit
And y’all **** on some bitch shit
What is this?
She wanna run away from home
Rolled up dollar bills laid next to coke
Claiming that it's best to cope
Don’t want to talk just text the phone
Deliver better left alone, thinking next to blow
This ain't no Disney episode
A whole named etched in stone
Through the concrete grew the rarest rose
Question what you settle for
This the greatest story never told
If you love it let it go
No accessories unless it's gold
Deal them cards never fold
Writing to the pencil broke
Heaven knows stayed afloat through the devils hoax
Low and behold through the smoke was a rebel’s birth
Cast your stone it should've never worked
Bring the pain got to feel the hurt
Inhaling earth after leaving church
You couldn’t guess my worth
Raw thoughts unrehearsed then I disperse
... so what’s your worth
Big cars big whips big chips big boats big tits
Yeah we trying to get this big shit
Big money big homes big cars big flips
Still trying get this big shit
And y’all **** on some bitch shit
What is this?
Written by: Ayo Da Don, Focus The Truth
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