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big zuu - matt dodds lyrics

[verse 1]
more time, man, i can’t complain
hop on a plane and my watch is plain
i’m tryna get land with plains
more sp+ce ’cause i love myself, i ain’t vain
lookin’ at my opps in shame
upset at the boss man became
that’s an old bar, you’re lame
and in my own lane
this is my rick ross boss sh+t
this the type of joint that you cannot do a mosh pit to
they can’t believe that i got rich too
more time i got a hot chick, true
wow, i’m the locksmith
i open doors from the stage
my bars slap, i’m too chris
i can’t lie, if it was me, i woulda rocked smith
24/7, couldn’t clock in
i never clock out, i ain’t got clout
i just got bread, never been knocked out
i’m just too alive
deep in the flow, do a scuba dive
always back and forth, but i ain’t doin’ suicidеs
me, i stay grounded like i was a sеwer sign
and i’m always in the gutter
oh, yeah, man, i’m always go
i don’t wanna burna boy, my n+ggas do it on the low
send the location, might see me on dave
itv, bbc, the same day
if you wanna do work, matt dodds, we don’t play
that’s another cheque, i had to hit it with the pace
that b+tch bad, i had to d+ck it in the face
tryna buy a place
but a mortgage ain’t normal when you’re comin’ from my race
in my own race
[interlude]
yeah
it’s been a minute crafty
mr. b+i, b+i
[?] forgot man spit bars or suttin’
uh, yeah

[verse 2]
why you so worked up? i’m one of the best inside
see, i got a sick yard, 10/10s wanna rest inside
big bag, big bag and i got the belly
see your girl’s like, “how did it get this wide?” (wow)
they pray on my downfall
so how can i let sh+t slide? (nah, nah)
man teach youtes, so you could never test this guy (that’s right)
duppy the vermin, i hit them with the pesticide
your wifey came to the ends, she was like, “yo, the west is vibes”
i been tryna tell ’em for time
i’m lucky that my life is rhymes
i know bruddas with nines
got caught by the swine for crimes (aw, sh+t)
i just sigh
see they just do it for the shine
man, i’m on job and i speak when i die (true)
i cook for the p’s, yeah, so you can get fried
whatever the weatherman
you’re small like frisco’s hairline
on a cloudy day, you get skied
i make p’s from beats
but i don’t complain like wize (mm)
i’m suttin’ like william (why?)
’cause i ate all of pies
mtp and they’ve seen man rise
i did a tour down under with eyes
shows in america (jheeze!)
i got the double xl fries
i’ve always had gigs like kyze (huh)
b+i+g, i’ve been nice (huh)
hundred k, that’s on ice, uh
i know it ain’t no jewellery
it’s another cheque that i’m waitin’ to sign
i made more than a milli from grime (mills, mills)
but you man just chat online
from before that ksi song
man, i swear that my life’s been prime (ca+ching)
they thought that i left game
but i’m always right back like clyne (that’s true)
them man are talkin’ air
can get your face filled with bine
act like you don’t like my tune, nah
you can get yourself packed on brine (ha)
at the top, i said i’m the best
in the whole bar, i never said one lie (nope)
no one’s in a lane like mine (nope)
me, i want all the cheese (trust)
you lot can keep the rind
when you look at my track record
it’s only w’s you find (wins, wins)
in real life, my haters hide
man, i saw him on road, he got blied
tempa t, i’ve been hyped (tempa t)
so you can see your whole set get wiped
them man live off the air like kites
that’s quick bar, that’s light (that’s light)
still one of the best with punches
so here’s a quick one for your mind
me, i murk ’em with verses
i’m one the first of my kind
so if we battle, it’s he+rs+s
dumb when you’re leavin’ the prototype
man, i got ’em all nervous
and i got hoes like don’t tell the bride
’cause when they see man surface
they all wanna go home and pipe
that bar’s rude
but let me get back to the grind
’cause why you so worked up? i’m one of the best inside
i got a sick yard, 10/10s wanna rest inside
big bag, big bag and i got the belly
see your girl’s like, “how did it get this wide?” (wow, wow)
they pray on my downfall
so how can i let sh+t slide?
man teach youtes, so you could never test this guy
duppy the vermin, i hit them with the pesticide
your wifey came to the ends, she was like, “yo, the west is vibes”

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