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Big homie
BSM

Automatics and games
We was gettinâ till the Feds came
Big Daddy Kane on my clothes and you could still smell raw
Would my family have survived cocaine?
We thank God that blow came
Walkinâ the rain without a coat
Livinâ a... prove, hope that we all make it out to get...
Leonardo how I paint these
My niggas so relentless,
Eat food, do your dishes
Now all your familyâs with is memories and pictures
niggas, fuck bitches
Fuck niggas, fuck
Get money, money
I wish act wrong, even act funny
I got thatâll die, killers thatâll clap for me

I know youâre mad when I get
I know you hate it, itâs all
We out gettinâ all this paper
I know you mad, you wish you
Get money, get money, get

Please get it confused, this is rap money
Mixed a little street money
Iâm âbout them long drives, donât sleep money
walking on the blade, that dirty deep money
I was told donât talk, just
on the streets, I was raised by the crooks
Certified street, never by the book
Street educated, I can tell you shook, rapper
Every girl love a hood nigga
Real real, you ainât a real nigga
Iâm takinâ over companies, deals
If you wanna build, a mil, never skip a meal
your lips sealed nigga
Fuck niggas, Tommy
You take care your family, keep it I fuck with ya
Boy, levels to this shit
I set fire to that ass like the in this bitch
Squad!