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shinigami

big papi

 

big papi


Don't get caught
Don't get caught slipping in the turning lane
It's the evil empire riding dirty
Gx blunt force tactics
Yeah

I had it bad, I got off my ass
Now my diamonds dripping like cartier (lets go)
Now I wake up in the morning
Like I dunno what the fuck I'm boutta do today
I hit the wood then I blast off
Feel like Big Papi throwing fast balls
Sick of this shit it's the last straw
Always working cause I do it all

I'ma leave all that business shit
To the liars, the cheaters and hypocrites
They be ruining the lives of the people you listen
So how the fuck nobody seen it
Bitch I'm occupied can't look at the phone
Locked in bitch I'm staying at home
Tapped in, I'm not talking bout phones
Snipers on the roof I feel like a ghost
Got a bag then I spent it on clothes
I was up, you was learning the ropes
If you look between the lines, maybe you'll find some hope
Smoke a blunt then I sit back and float, float
Like a rave I'm boutta glow, oh

I had it bad, I got off my ass
Now my diamonds dripping like cartier (lets go)
Now I wake up in the morning
Like I dunno what the fuck I'm boutta do today
Feel like Big Papi throwing fast balls
Sick of this shit it's the last straw

This shit a game, bitch I been scoring
Jump man, jump man, feel like I'm Jordan
Stay with the green like I live in the forest
Used to record all my songs on a 4s
I'ma keep on stacking up I need more checks
Reflex sight, red dot on your forehead
Smoking on thraxx everything get distorted
Looking for organs this shit can get morbid
Throwing money in the bank
Climbing up in the ranks
Gx pack big blunts I'm gonna face
They stole my swag, ya'll imitate
Pussy talk that shit, gon' activate
Boy you dumber than book, need to educate
Bitch I'm cloud to the diesel I elevate
He be talking to much I'ma set him straight

I had it bad, I got off my ass
Now my diamonds dripping like cartier (lets go)
Now I wake up in the morning
Like I dunno what the fuck I'm boutta do today
I hit the wood then I blast off
Feel like Big Papi throwing fast balls
Sick of this shit it's the last straw
Always working cause I do it all

feito

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