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fifth ave jay - big twosevv lyrics

[intro]
gra, with a b+tch who sad like
b+tch who sad like
what the f+ck going on?
it’s another one, gang

[verse 1]
who the b+tch who saps? i got me up my pack
don’t step alone, n+gga, i’m tellin’ them facts
they say they love me, you know i’m alone
no b+tch, baby, don’t pack
i know she really gon’ f+ck with this sh+t
i tell that b+tch, don’t cap
who the b+tch who saps
you ain’t gon’ step in my sh+t, you ain’t knowin’ my pack
if i’m steppin’, they be mad
i got money, and she pad, she gon’ act like mary j. blige
we get money, we sayin’ we racks
i know baby gon’ tellin’ a story
everybody gon’ stay where you at
i tell that shorty can’t talk about it
everybody gon’ say that i’m black
if it’s black on white, i’m too prolific on the mic
i know thеm young n+ggas say i be dunking, n+ggas they cook me likе mike
i’m in the field with the ike, i cook burger like skip with the mic
i know young n+ggas skippin’, they say i’m a steppin’ on em’
cause them young n+ggas sayin’ i’m alright
i got some life i ain’t playin’ with no border
if this sh+t got it close to the water
i gotta put that on my daughter
it’s a life and a lot, no new york order
i know them young n+ggas comin’
if we givin’ the age, young n+ggas showin’ his face
i’m the one they gon’ put in the game, i’m the one they gon’ put in the game
all this rap sh+t, ain’t no cappin’
all this money, n+gga, i be blastin’
if they f+ck it up, it may be backin’
she gon’ f+ck it up, throw some backends
i can’t play with it, it’s my lane now
all them young n+ggas in the game now
who like the big two sappers?
young n+gga, point that pain out
[verse 2]
free the whole gang now, free the buggy bucks, he was pointin’ pain
all them young n+ggas say i’m a step out
i got shoes, they point that pain
i got shoes they trim like n0bly
i got shoes they trim like n0bly
all these n+ggas they think they ain’t know me
i got stick with my doly, young n+ggas keep that sock like foley
call me n+gga with the philly
i mean young n+ggas keep that chop on me
if them n+ggas they run they can pop on me
ain’t no time for these n+ggas they stop on me
i got drip, like i’m bruno
do it for fit, it get sticky
in the field, where you at?
with your b+tch, throwin’ racks
in the s+x i might throw up a bag
it’s the young n+gga tellin’ it alone
like a baby i know i can do it all by myself
and i’m chillin’ alone, it’s like demons
i can’t chrome about it, everybody and they say i’m alone
like i’m sure you wanna act too, it’s like, can’t play with my leanin’ on the low
i know you got a n+gga a bit too sad
if i’m comfy, you gon’ throw
and she throwin’ my city like baby
it’s a vibe like baby go crazy
we gon’ go, go, go to the top
i ain’t wearin’ baby, havin’ baby
it’s like l.a. and boogie, we just doin’ half baby, yeah, runnin’ a baby gang
who the big too sad? got a n+gga back on that bad sh+t, like
who the big too sad? y’all n+ggas ain’t need no reactions like
i’m like a call of upper class
give me a reaction, all the crooklin’ and reactions
i get the book n+gga ain’t no caption
ain’t no love sh+t and ain’t no past tense
i remember them days i was broke
all my life was a lie
all them n+ggas still laugh at me just i was a joke
now i got money they ain’t call me a joke
i’m a young n+gga, call me a goat
i get money they say i’m a step out
who the big too sad?
i’ll be next out game who the big too sad?
gra, gra, gra, gra
[outro]
who the b+tch who sad?
gra, gra, gra, gra
who the b+tch who sad? (gra, gra gra)
yeah! gang! gang! gang!
like, know what the f+ck going on, n+gga? gra!

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