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t.f – big worm lyrics

[verse 1]
uh, waves splashing over chitchatter
uh, how i’m feeling? ain’t sh+t matter
look, still i’m floating on a wave
self motivated, yeah i’m on another page
next chapter, final boss, grand master
the reinvention, not an ounce of black magic
my granny prayers kept me standing
dealing with dementia, can’t forget why i be at it
look, just last year i was an addict
but keep it skanless, i can’t judge you on your habits
never budge, keep it st+rdy on your standings
keep a .30 by standing for bystanders tryna sneak shots like tmz cameras
your ambitions might attract a slight ambush
uh, crip blue with the tan guts
rugers or the gen5’s, they don’t jam up
buy the meal, i’ll tear that whole tam’s up
yeah i’m lying, i’m probably with a b+tch jammed up right now
chilling and debating on thread count
duck duck goose when it come to the headcount
everybody doctors, n+ggas pushing the meds out
i’m feeling like big worm sliding down on craig’s house
i’m cooking up everyday, try to hear me out
i’m just rapping ’bout some sh+t n0body care about

[friday sample + big worm, smokey]
you smoking my sh+t?
h+ll nah! f+ck with your sh+t? h+ll nah!
you smoking my sh+t?
now why would i do some sh+t like that?
i don’t wanna have to f+ck you up, smokey!
playing with money is like playing with my emotions
worm! now you last brother money i’ll mess with (uh)
i’ll steal from my momma before i mess your sh+t
[verse 2]
that’s a broken record on repeat
been hearing the same song, different beat
be careful with putting your business in the streets
when n+ggas come checking for it
you know checking ain’t cheating
i be this close to hitting gang meetings
but n+ggas cool with n+ggas snitching
that’s some sh+t i don’t believe in
how do big dogs turn into felines?
how you a franklin without a leon?
uh, hit up his babymomma nissan
he went to [?]
his weight on a heavy decline
spinal tap, now he numb from his waistline down
heart black as akon, now
uh, look, it’s cinematic, nonfiction
imagine fitting a description and ain’t did sh+t
on the other hand i done did everything in the book
so i appreciate you letting me cook
all the blood, sweat and tears over years that it took to get here
just to realize it is what it is
uh, the ups and downs, had my fair share of bullsh+t
depression had me contemplating bullsh+t
never caved in, stood firm in the bullpen
i lead a pack of wolves dressed in wolf skin
i’m cooking up everyday, tryna do it big
i’m just rapping ’bout some sh+t n0body tryna hear

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