sulaiman - big bless lyrics
[verse 1: sulaiman]
we went from
pyramid dreams to pyramid schemes, just trynna get a lil’ get back
serious things, curious beings all in the grill how he spit that
each punch line brace for impact, each double entendre a tundra
every line to the hyphen like lightning licensed when my pen is thunder
bump what’ll bring you comfort, but a piece bring me peace
world full a terror and wonder, karma prolly bring me each
world wanna put me down six feet deep, world wanna get around leave me be
oh now i go at my own speed, follower let me lead
preacher said you need faith ok, stretch work like cirque du soleil
pressure might break yo bae, flood out love like j. lo mate
no way josé each day’s a gift, big bless when my eyelids lift
big bless when y’all go play this, n-ggas in norway know this sh-t
if you get six and i get six but you get 12 and i get rich
if you don’t tell and i don’t snitch, behoove you well to bind those lips
who designed those trips to keep y’all lost and deep in thought
a deep sea dive to find out why to keep these lies alive in law
[chorus]
i’ll be god d-mn man
grandstand’ll get you blam blammed
on the cam while you wit’ ya fam bam and
it’s a plant by the sycophant give a van damme
hand to ya plan, try me i be fighting i be
i’ll be god d-mn man
grandstand’ll get you blam blammed
on the cam while you wit’ ya fam bam and
it’s a plant by the sycophant give a van damme
hand to ya plan, try me i be fighting i be
[verse 2: sulaiman]
i need that spirit molecule, feel like them rules just hold me back
each time i start off knowin’ the move then they come throw in culdesacs
each road i roll they roll it back, homegrown i know no wrong in that
black boy that sold get thrown in hole, white boy move o’s still don’t get tax
these whole -ss facts, man, n-ggas don’t need need cat scans i can tell you what’s crackin’
buying them packs, man, and they don’t really give a gat d-mn of the manner we hampered
on my back layin’ i had dreams, roll my plane write a sixteen
all these black mirrors and screens make a n-gga mad so mad i might scream
make my worry go away, i go 6:30 on the stage
if i go james worthy on a page, word to my dirt we gon’ get paid
i make my verse the church today, so why not work the hurt away
it’s gon’ be hard as sh-t regardless why not turn drought to lemonade
yeah you rockin’ wit’ a homemade vet, roll thru the streets where the folks and the moes throw sets
you don’t even know me yet, do your due diligence ‘fore you come throw me threats
better get in tune with the program, yeah i do it for the shooters in the broughams
trynna make a raw cone fit four grams, you ain’t even finna hit it til’ you thrown down, slow down
[chorus]
i’ll be god d-mn man
grandstand’ll get you blam blammed
on the cam while you wit’ ya fam bam and
it’s a plant by the sycophant give a van damme
hand to ya plan, try me i be fighting i be
i’ll be god d-mn man
grandstand’ll get you blam blammed
on the cam while you wit’ ya fam bam and
it’s a plant by the sycophant give a van damme
hand to ya plan, try me i be fighting i be
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