"BIGGER THAN RAP" lyrics
(Ahem) Yeah
Uhhh-uhhh uh
Oh uhhh-uh
Uhhh-uhhh uh
I'm still going, nigga (uhh)
Yeah, look, uh
They want that hip-hop shit, I think I'm bigger than that
They want that real rap shit, I think I'm bigger than rap
I put my life inside my music and I'm- (um)
But to the world, I just make songs for them to chill and relax
I give out love even when I know that I ain't getting it back
Least not from who I gave it to, it's cool, I'll get it in racks
I been around drugs since I was child, my cousin still in a trap
And he said that's what work for him, so shit, he stickin' to that
I'm talking about plugs for to cope with, gotta watch your dosage
Bro died off a pill, but back then, we ain't really know shit
Might've wrote my will before I went ahead and wrote this
'Cause fiendin' for that feelin' had you thinkin' that you hopeless, but
I'm back focused, and getting it in stacks
Ain't get the most organized with money, but I'm getting it in tact
I could go broke today, ain't broken, know I'm gettin this shit back
For me to lose some nigga hoping I'm still winning, in fact
I just went purple Maybach tint, ain't feel like tinting it black
I just went brand new all black fit, thirty-two-hundred plus tax
I just went paid two mortgages, three rents, I paid off the Lac's
Anything I flex, I own, I swear this shit could never be cap
I never sold my soul, but I'll probably sell you these tracks
Before I pay for songs, I'll get some thrax and sell you a pack
I want a mansion, but I'm the same if I was living in shacks
God know exactly what I need, I put my faith into that
God know exactly what I need, I still put trust in my beam
I still don't go nowhere without shit, been this way since a teen
I'm ridin' with bank through dirty south, you know I'm pullin' off clean
With none but drank inside this house, it's like the house got a lean
Got none but dank inside these cars, don't let no laws in between
And I might have to pull off, it's too many called on the scene
Watch my surroundings, I can't let my guard down for a thing
Please do not stab me in my back, these bullets hard and they sting
Sing
Oh oh ohhhh-ohhh oh
Oh oh ohhhh-ohhh oh
I can't stop watch, I keep on going
I'm on top, watch the things I'm doing
When my time stop, I'ma be in my ruins
Oh oh ohhhh-ohhh oh
Oh oh ohhhh-ohhh oh
Oh oh ohhhh-ohhh oh
Uhhh-uhhh uh
Oh uhhh-uh
Uhhh-uhhh uh
I'm still going, nigga (uhh)
Yeah, look, uh
They want that hip-hop shit, I think I'm bigger than that
They want that real rap shit, I think I'm bigger than rap
I put my life inside my music and I'm- (um)
But to the world, I just make songs for them to chill and relax
I give out love even when I know that I ain't getting it back
Least not from who I gave it to, it's cool, I'll get it in racks
I been around drugs since I was child, my cousin still in a trap
And he said that's what work for him, so shit, he stickin' to that
I'm talking about plugs for to cope with, gotta watch your dosage
Bro died off a pill, but back then, we ain't really know shit
Might've wrote my will before I went ahead and wrote this
'Cause fiendin' for that feelin' had you thinkin' that you hopeless, but
I'm back focused, and getting it in stacks
Ain't get the most organized with money, but I'm getting it in tact
I could go broke today, ain't broken, know I'm gettin this shit back
For me to lose some nigga hoping I'm still winning, in fact
I just went purple Maybach tint, ain't feel like tinting it black
I just went brand new all black fit, thirty-two-hundred plus tax
I just went paid two mortgages, three rents, I paid off the Lac's
Anything I flex, I own, I swear this shit could never be cap
I never sold my soul, but I'll probably sell you these tracks
Before I pay for songs, I'll get some thrax and sell you a pack
I want a mansion, but I'm the same if I was living in shacks
God know exactly what I need, I put my faith into that
God know exactly what I need, I still put trust in my beam
I still don't go nowhere without shit, been this way since a teen
I'm ridin' with bank through dirty south, you know I'm pullin' off clean
With none but drank inside this house, it's like the house got a lean
Got none but dank inside these cars, don't let no laws in between
And I might have to pull off, it's too many called on the scene
Watch my surroundings, I can't let my guard down for a thing
Please do not stab me in my back, these bullets hard and they sting
Sing
Oh oh ohhhh-ohhh oh
Oh oh ohhhh-ohhh oh
I can't stop watch, I keep on going
I'm on top, watch the things I'm doing
When my time stop, I'ma be in my ruins
Oh oh ohhhh-ohhh oh
Oh oh ohhhh-ohhh oh
Oh oh ohhhh-ohhh oh
