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CHANGE

Bigal Harrison

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Yeah...

It′s Biggie...

Y'all know the vibes...

They call me Biggie

I come from the city of dreams

Where niggas is fiends

Or dying early

In they late teens...

Gotta keep going

You know the work

I′m just pushing it

In the stu, yeah I'm Cookin it

Like L I'm doing it well...

Bumping Liquid Swords

Sharpening my weapon of choice

You need an invoice at least 60K

To try to book me...

How many times I gotta tell ya

I am not a rookie...

Vet numbers as a youngster

On my luka bron shit...

I know niggas can′t fuck with me

If I′m being honest...

Just a warm up no sweat for this

Being super modest...

I'm tired of niggas debating

Tryna say who the hottest...

If I ain′t in ya top theee

You smoking pookie nigga

If you don't wanna die

Then don′t step in my operation...

Then share my secrets

To my enemies on how I made it...

There is no honor

When you do anything

For the paper...

There ain't no dirt on my name

I am not in it for fame...

Don′t give a fuck about the industry

I got my own chain...

Ofo Control on Kundalini

Changing the game...

Remember how I wanted rollies

Puffing on Mary Jane...

Swinging through ya neighborhood

Looking super friendly

I could give you

Breakfast, Lunch, and Dinners

Like I work at Denny's...

Getting plenty dough, in my foams

Thinking that I'm Penny...

Come to think of it

Throughout my life

I been a hooper...

Put that 40 down

Pick up a book

You not a shooter...

Goons pull up it ain′t Uber...

More soldiers go recruit Em...

Rage quitting, looking super salty

Cause you always losing...

You gone get ran over

If you step to me

That′s how I'm moving...

No remorse or sympathy

My symphony of life is music...

Always walked to the beat

Of my own drum

See bodies I feel numb

From my problems can never run...

I just had to accept in this matrix

I am the one...

Green signs with the slash

In the middle it always come

Cause this hustle in my DNA

The day you wait for me to fall off

Like when worm wouldn′t

Give them kids they Frito Lays

Friday I'm getting paid...

Saturday I′m getting laid...

Sunday I'm on the block...

Monday I′m in the drop...

Cruising through the city

Celebrating all my wins

I can't stop I get it in

And for my sins I just repent

And I'm blessed by the gods

120 Wash rinse and repeat

Then my cipher′s complete

I′m dominating the league

Like Giannis...

And we did it getting legal bucks

Greek freaks wanna fuck

I got a woman I can't touch you...

Sometimes it′s hard to tell

Who leaching and

Who really love you

Working like this shit a double

Twin turbo on my muscle car...

Time went by now Bigal

Is a fucking superstar...

And everywhere you go

They real inspired from afar...

Unlocking my potential

It was hidden in a jar...

The universe my nigga

My intentions out in Mars...

Never rocked no bummy clothes

My pops had me in Polo...

I'll a body a rapper this for promo

These youngins nap and sleep

Getting shot like a photo...

You could suck a dick

No homo...

First person view at ya funeral

Like a go pro...

One of our only options

Living In the hood

Or you sell Dope...

Was tired of living in the struggle

Had to feel that pain

It′s time to shift the lane...

Cause things done changed

Lagu lain oleh Bigal Harrison