Big Deal

Lyrics

[Intro] Long live my bloodies, R.I.P. all my bloodies Free the ones who matter Southside shit, yeah Ain't came from a lot Still surviving though (Go crazy, AG) [Chorus] Two niggas in this coupe and we got three sticks Tell a nigga, "Drive close," we send five at him, fah, fah, fah I'd rather kill myself before I die for them Some niggas would never kill for brother 'nem, ride (Ride) Door to door, tell me what you need, we serve out kitchen, we got the best dope They was playing it foul, I seen you was holding it down, I told you, "Let go" I seen some killing so young, it turned me to a savage It was dirty scales before codeine, I was an addict [Verse] Bad bitch, but she got a liquor habit I don't blame her, I was drinking all this syrup, I got codeine habits Leaving the show, then hit the mall, shit, I love fashion If he not shit, I'll send the blitz, I made that a habit Pop a nigga, give a fuck 'bout this outfit Slide around, don't know how to work the stash, you showed me how to fix it Robbery could've been our specialty 'cause we take down niggas Told me, "Keep a smile," 'cause every day, I had a frown on me Ain't no gettin' up, 'member you tried to look down on me Getting used to the lifestyle, lil' bro out killin' right now Slidin' and providin', so lil' boy, you better pipe down If I bring all my problems to you, would you come by right now? This Louis, Dior don't mean nothing, we still out going to war If you get killed in some designer, they gon' say you was acting poor Jehovah witness at the door, grabbing my stick, I'm paranoid Still smoking dope where bro died, I'm getting high like I hear the boy Will they sell you out? Yeah, for a dollar bill Shit, that gives me chills I'm tryna overcome the struggle, opps still in the field They said, "Why? Why he died? He was so little" Me and my rider gonna be right back, we tryna spank a nigga [Chorus] Two niggas in this coupe and we got three sticks Tell a nigga, "Drive close," we send five at him, fah, fah, fah I'd rather kill myself before I die for them Some niggas would never kill for brother 'nem, ride (Ride) Door to door, tell me what you need, we serve out kitchen, we got the best dope They was playing it foul, I seen you was holding it down, I told you, "Let go" I seen some killing so young, it turned me to a savage It was dirty scales before codeine, I was an addict