Got my hand on on my pistol, when will these motherfuckers learn? I'm with whatever and I ain't going out without a fight All night, I can't can't sleep, I toss and turn (Watch it) I ain't going out without a fight I'm with whatever, It'd be your life before my

How you gon' big on on big? How you gon big big on big big? (Can't Can't go big big on big big) If you havin' paper, and I'm havin' paper If I got the Draco and you got the Sig If I'm choppin' that gas, you choppin' that mid If I pull out a dub and you pull out a ten If your

Lookin' for to make some sense out of nothin' Lookin' for the hunger to hang on on Lookin' for to know if you're really worth it Lookin' for a reason not to be gone Your signs are fadin', Baby I can't can't read 'em anymore Can't Can't you see where I'm standin', Baby

A real street nigga will never ever call 12 I still don't give a fuck how a fuckboy feel How you gon' keep it real and your diamonds not real? I do it so big big I make a hater feel little I can't can't tell you why they hating but I have an idea You never liked

Hey there ain't no doubt that God's been good to me Well I can't can't believe I'm sittin' here today Picking on on my banjo with a big big smile on on my face Writin' new words to an old school melody Oh the sun is shinin' on down in Tennessee And right now where I'm

If you want another secret Can't Can't back out, or make it You ain't ever gonna be it By takin' someone else's away Never take it for granted You don't have to understand it Here's to whatever puts a smile on on your face Whatever makes you happy people Happy

And all you're ever gonna be is mean Someday I'll be living in a big big old city Someday I'll be big big enough so you can't can't hit me Why you gotta be so mean? (Why you gotta be so mean) You, with your words like knives And swords and weapons that you use against

She calls when she needy I don't wanna get greedy Got bands in the duffle I count paper, don't read it Call me Mister Big Big Shot I hit it with one sock Doing big big, can't can't stop Let me pick and roll, say you want the play play Want a fix huh? Slide in your

Look at your Rollie, uh, look at my Rollie, uh That's a small face, uh, this a big big face, uh Gettin' bored with this money, count it all day She can't can't see my room, fuck her in the hallway (yeah) Because it's the last ride ever gonna That I'm ever gonna

The world I love To be part of The wave, can't can't stop Can't Can't stop, addicted to the shindig Chop Top, he says I'm gonna win big big Choose not a life of imitation Distant cousin to the reservation Defunct the pistol that you pay for This punk, the feeling that