Big Worm

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Uh, waves splashing over chit chatter Uh, how I'm feeling? Ain't shit matter Look, still I'm floating on a wave Self-motivated, yeah I'm on another page Next chapter, final boss, grandmaster The reinvention, not an ounce of black magic My granny prayers kept me standing Dealing with dementia, can't forget why I be at it Look, just last year I was an addict But keep it Skanless, I can't judge you on your habits Never budge, keep it sturdy on your standings Keep a .30 by standing for bystanders Tryna sneak shots like TMZ cameras Your ambitions might attract a slight ambush Uh, Crip blue with the tan guts Rugers or the Gen5s, they don't jam up 'Bout a mill', I'll tear that whole Tam's up Yeah I'm lying, I'm probably with a bitch jammed up right now Chilling and debating on thread count Duck duck goose when it come to the headcount Everybody doctors, niggas pushing the meds out I'm feeling like Big Worm sliding down on Craig's house I'm cooking up every day, try to hear me out I'm just rapping 'bout some shit nobody care about [Friday Sample - Big Worm, Smokey] You smoking my shit? Hell nah! Fuck with your shit? Hell nah! You smoking my shit? Now why would I do some shit like that? I don't wanna have to fuck you up, Smokey! Playing with money is like playing with my emotions Worm! Now you last brother money I'll mess with (Uh) I'll steal from my momma before I mess your shit [Verse 2] That's a broken record on repeat Been hearing the same song, different beat Be careful with putting your business in the streets When niggas come checking for it You know checking ain't cheating I be this close to hitting gang meetings But niggas cool with niggas snitching That's some shit I don't believe in How do big dogs turn into felines? How you a Franklin without a Leon? Uh, hit up his baby momma Nissan He went to triage His weight on a heavy decline Spinal tap, now he numb from his waistline down Heart black as Akon, now Uh, look, it's cinematic, nonfiction Imagine fitting a description and ain't did shit On the other hand, I done did everything in the book So I appreciate you letting me cook All the blood, sweat and tears over years that it took to get here Just to realize it is what it is Uh, the ups and downs, had my fair share of bullshit Depression had me contemplating bullshit Never caved in, stood firm in the bullpen I lead a pack of wolves dressed in wool skin I'm cooking up every day, tryna do it big I'm just rapping 'bout some shit nobody tryna hear