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fella - big shot lyrics

[tag]
(ay that’s hard zay)

[hook]
i’m a big shot, yeah i told you i’m the man
totin’ big glocks, red dottin’ like j+pan
on my wristw+tch, gotta spend atleast a grand
with the big rocks, dwayne johnson i’m the man
i’m a big shot, yeah i told you i’m the man
totin’ big glocks, red dottin’ like j+pan
on my wristw+tch, gotta spend atleast a grand
‘cause i been hot, yeah n+gga i’m the man

[verse 1]
i’m a big time n+gga, yeah
money flipper, yeah
fella got the bands, yeah we ‘bout them benjamins
shorty ain’t a stripper, but the money make her dance
i’ll throw a couple hundred if she go and bring a friend
cruisin’ down broadway, f+ck it’s been a long day
seen a n+gga get robbed out in broad day
“i know you gon’ make it”, that’s what my old broad say
now i’m tourin’, singin’ songs like sade
916, put the code on the map
most n+ggas leave this sh+t and never come back
i’m tryna be like mozzy, put some funds in the neighborhood
that’s what nip was on, man r.i.p to neighborhood
all i do is hustle, runnin’ on a marathon
if an mc test me then it’s hammer time
dreadlocks bangin’, twisted like lemon+lime
[hook]

[verse 2]
only move with 2 wolves, don’t need 100 sheep
got fronted 2 zips, now we up 100 p’s
breakin’ bread with bradaski, all got a piece
bust the bookies down blood, twistin’ up a russian leaf
roll our joints to some keef, sell ‘em to the fiends
dub five for the pair, only 30 for the three
got a b+tch from overseas, and her family want some dough
told her 33 a p ‘til i see them double d’s, woah
like ed, edd and eddy, i’m a hustler to the t
you n+ggas settling for rich, i won’t stop ‘til i’m wealthy
can’t have no white man from the south signing checks for me
i got it from the mud, n+gga all my funds are dirty
we only die once, n+ggas live everyday
parked the beamer at the shop, got a unit and a fade
buddy always talkin’ money, but he’s hardly gettin’ paid
see it’s funny ‘cause it’s lovely when you touch a dollar bill
it’ll make you wanna steal, it could make you wanna k!ll
you could blow it on a seal, f+ck off a quarter mill
you know how imma go, bust it down with the folks
split the profits with my people, and go and get some more, woah

[hook]

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