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Bigger Than Life Or Death

 

Bigger Than Life Or Death

(album: Bigger Than Life Or Death - 2021)


(Lucci, how you feel? Yeah)
(FOREVEROLLING)
(Lucci, how you feel?)

Riding in something that cost six figures to get the pape' tag
With a bitch who say she the realest, but she got fake ass
I pop all these Percs, when I don't, it'll make my day bad
Yellow V's, 230 RPs mixed with Hi-Tech razz
Crystal 'bows, two and a four, give me like ten grand
That's a brick, clear as my wrist, ice like it's sprained bad
'Member turning quarters to zips and it made my J's mad
'Member niggas loved me to death, so I made 'em play dead
Thoroughbred, can't say I ain't give 'em all I had
But it wasn't enough, activate or you can't lock in with us
We don't trust, all of 'em tinted up, we tryna hit on something
When they slid on us, end up wrecking, paralyzed and stuck
It ain't safe to ride down Pop, lil' bruh, not even on the bus
Niggas got a better chance at playing the lottery than playing with us
Faking tough, I called his bluff, set the bait, kill the wolf
Your opinion don't mean nothing, you ain't never slid with us
Last time you put in work, nigga, I was a youngin
Five-seveN puncture a sucker easy as butter
Heat'll knock the meat outta something and make it puss up
You ain't kill nothing in this calendar, shut the fuck up
You ain't worth a hundred or better, then shut the fuck up
In another nigga hood icy, I ain't got nothing tucked
Don't add too much water, then stir it and it's gon' lump up
Act like I ain't put in that work when you seen me come up
Like I ain't supposed to be here and I just got lucky
It's funny, same niggas that hate me the ones I fronted
Knowing you afraid 'cause you post me and made it public
Knowing if I tell 'em to go for it, ain't no punting

Fuck you niggas talking 'bout?
Niggas better quit playing, man
Keep that shit internet, man
'Cause niggas don't wanna bump for real in the streets, know we really out here, man
We the reason shit's the way it is, man
It'll never be the same
Bigger than life or death

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