All my life, it been like this (CashMoneyAP)
(Always) my daddy did this shit
I can't see no other way
His daddy did this shit (one way, dumb way)
Go Grizz (I'm a real big speaker)

Controllin' shit, I'm scorin' flippers, ain't nobody want look
Losin' focus, burnin' soda, tryna win off a cook
Thinkin' situated, if I could just get to a book
Go to Texas, grab a hook and put that bass in the hood
Bitch, I got weight in the hood, I'm up in rank in the hood
My lil' soldiers on it, I no longer stay in the hood
Quiet as kept, I was the first to put that H in the hood
With Big Marques, I'm sippin' lean, would take a break if I could
Phone bling-a-ling-a-lingin', it retarded, come see me (hello)
Trap do a ninety, it's a quarter ki' eater
Hold it down when I'm on lock, callin' shots from the box
Diamond teeth full of rocks, I'm a real big speaker

As-salāmu ʿalaykum, akhi
Wa-Alaikum As-Salaam, el Wa Rahmato Allah
Are you well?
I'm a real big speaker
And look, shout out to my bitch, I was penitentiary rich
In the streets I do my shit, I could really feed people
As-salāmu ʿalaykum, mozza, ta'alee, jamelek be jannini
I'm a real big speaker

I don't fear nothin' but God, I ain't got no bodyguard
In the streets or on the walk
I'm a real big speaker
I hold it down for the Breadwinner cartel
Wallahi, I sworn to God
With non-believers, I fuss and fall
It's cold, but it's fair, but it come with it all
In my pocket, I got funds, metric ton, love
Chances made a champion, pick that metric ton up (hold up)
Ay, keep 'em starin' in this bitch
I am turnt in the party, diamonds dancin' in this bitch
Crack a smile, woo, God, bling, blaow, drippin' water
Necklace is moonwalkin', Michael Jackson in this bitch
I'm rockin' some glasses, takin' some classes
Fast, tilt, two-seater
Presidential when I step, had to catch her breath
She seen the Cartier, got cardiac arrest
You know what happens next, I'm a real big speaker

As-salāmu ʿalaykum, akhi
Wa-Alaikum As-Salaam, el Wa Rahmato Allah
Are you well?
I'm a real big speaker
And look, shout out to my bitch, I was penitentiary rich
In the streets I do my shit, I could really feed people
As-salāmu ʿalaykum, mozza, ta'alee, jamelek be jannini
I'm a real big speaker

I'm a real big speaker
I'm a real big speaker


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