Outro (Big Bossin Vol. 1)

Lyrics

[Verse 1] My teacher talk bad on me said I won't be shit Seen her ass at Twelve Oaks looking like she want a dick Fake ice in your Rollie it's a broken wrist I see you tryna flex but I act like I don't notice it I'm focusing getting more dough than I'm s'posed to get You calling me your bro and shit but really you a hoe and shit .45 on the side no this ain't a broken hip Still runnin' D ain't really shit that my brother missed Hunnid set my new piece glue hoes with it Running ice through that bitch now I'm bout to flow with it Reaching through my jewelry box say I'm gold digging Pockets greener than a garden got the hoes digging A long sentence since ballin was a crime You fake ass ballers only ballin in your mind You bitch ain't make it to my bitch you call that hoe a dime I fucked her in the bathroom I'm stalling all the time When I was 19 I was ballin anytime And I start storing money walking all around Starters made it rain hoes, clownin' on the grind Bout to hit the A20 deep it's ballers all around [Verse 2: Payroll Giovanni] Ain't shit a label or a local drug dealer here can offer me Told my plug hold on, Def Jam keep callin me Told them if the deal ain't M's they ain't soughtin me Why these niggas think they fucking with me, man it bothers me You don't wanna get rich you just rather take pics You don't wanna ride coupes, you just rather ride dicks Been staying outta bullshit, philosophy is easy If they ain't spending money they don't need to see me Mounted n' curved TV's on condo walls I'm independent, I ain't got no boss I bounced back on the bitches for my macho loss And popped up on the rocket head Honcho Frost You a hating ass nigga but that's not your fault It's in your DNA, your petty ass pop probably hated who moved the key in day Used to trip when we ain't yay Stumbled on a G a day Thuggin the block with young niggas that'd squeeze a K [Verse 3] Grew up in the jungle and I ain't talking to bears All these young niggas living with no cares Squares rapping bout squares it's a whole different era My generation and yours you can't even compare Fake niggas on the grind met somebody who pour them And they know soft as shit I'm bout to extort them I'm a go down the list in alphabetical order I need every last dime I can give you a quarter How you want a bad bitch and you can't even afford her Made ten thous a day kept three to my lawyer Bout to drop the bag off to my nigga on Voyeur New niggas secure bags I got a bump in the toyer [Verse 4] I'm tryna make them double M's (millions) So I can cop a double M, Maybach Free my nigga Double M Murder Mookie first to shoot with money grams Drop it now you know the truth When I cop the coupe I'm a cut the roof When Rug got indicted the only time that I was spooked Cause when it's that close most likely they noticed you My lawyer ready to beat that I just told em to eat that Got car with that pistol totin' act like you ain't see that They let me out the bent gate I'm headed to the batcave Them couple nights in jail I still have my cell I'm in that bitch making sales from freebie we raising hell [Verse 5] Watch yourself when you out here in these streets These niggas out here, and get caught with a gun Charged cause my man was scared to speak I know he a snitch he scared to take some probation Nigga like it or not, boy Imma speak the truth I ain't never told a lie in this motherfuking booth In a Jacuzzi in my crib sipping PJ Rose Eyes on security cam's cause I don't trust one soul Rollie all on a nigga knuckle I'm so froze But I [?] like a slut cause my wrist so cold nigga Lighting up like white Christmas in the summertime All this white you would think we color blind Niggas say they rich mama still in the shed I was moving work cuz like you need a wrap Had a deal and I was still hard at hustlin Pussy ass nigga told the cops that I bust him Told my lawyer, gave him 20, told him beat that [?] still your boy dawg where the weed at Niggas making diss songs we ain't peep that I was chilling on the coast, where the best weed at With a bad lil bitch lookin' like she speak no English I'm a D boy head cock go English Biggest hit market come on, we gon do that Run up on me boy get your fucking brains blew back Lil ass hands too much gold, not enough ice Head binges with a body, double my rights Nigga this is my life, I ain't faking at all Ten screws in my leg bitch I'm still gon ball [Verse 6] I used to eat, sleep, shit dream cash Not a fiend shower with the money shoulda say I take a bath 4 thou for 70 gram 2 hundred and 150 lil nigga do the math Stand up showers and Jacuzzi's in the bath Living that boss life that I never had Bitches in the stash Niggas coppin' pleas they don't wanna make me mad Hey, hey