Big Bag

I-I gotta get mine a fast way
Quick money cash way, ski-mask way
I treat today like my last day
I fuck a bitch from the back
She's screaming mans name
Gangway, gangway, gangway
I'm too good for my own good
We can all be bad thugs
So it's harder to show love
I've realized now I've grown up
Big wap, big pack, big straps, big bag
I'll have your bitch mad
Big flicky or the big wap?
I going sick mad, all I know is sick trap
(Sick trap, sick trap, sick trap)
I'm hitting missions and we did grafts
My life's been a bit mad
But I was wanted as a younger
Living life out of bin bags
No heart like the Tinman
Man clean up like the bin man
Clean up, Clean up, Clean up
I gotta clean up
I'm too young to sit down
I can't put my feet up
I just wanna smoke my weed
Count racks and fuck a beat up
All the risk I had to take just to be up
Now I'm smiling at the re'up
Meekz Manny g, they know I fuck my T up
I take chances, make choices
Pull up in some Rolls Royces
Straight gold, stay gold
You know we got some great voices
Doing cemetery visits
Can't remember these lyrics
Can't stop, won't stop
And Imma never be finished

Deezy Diamond
That's a very deep lyric
Diamonds are forever
Are you deeping it?
Even when we dead they still feeling it
Light change, Light change, Light change
Stack it up, that's the mind frame
Gotta do what my mind says
I don't think I got a heart left
If I do i probably choose to use my heart less
2 Mill, we gotta chart next
Light work, light work, light work
Whip it right, I make the light twerk (ha)
Get it how you live, that's a life perk
I gotta get mine first
I tried getting it together
They either robbing, shotting or mobbing
I'm stopping, get gwop
Next box and get gwop in
No flossing, gotta stack up the profits
Dirty money dough habits,
I go no hobbies
Rap shit, feels like the phones popping
No stopping, no stopping
Just get gwop in

Get gwop, next box
And just get gwop in
No flossing, gotta stack it up
And save up the profits
Dirty money dough habits
I go no hobbies
Rap shit, feels like the phones popping
(Feels like the phones popping)

I gotta get mine a fast way
Quick money cash way, ski-mask way
I treat today like my last day
I fuck a bitch from the back
She's screaming mans name
Gangway, gangway, gangway
I'm too good for my own good
We can all be bad thugs
So it's harder to show love
I've realized now I've grown up
Big wap, big pack, big straps, big bag
I'll have your bitch mad
I gotta get mine the quick way
Big Cake, brick way, til my wrist ache
Takes chances, never did hate
Always been great, good days
Bad days, mad days, bad days
All them cling days
Jail turnt me strange, zo never been ways
Bank bring tingly zpreston
Thats a pisstake, had to move digital
To get my shit straight
Big shit, hit shit, hit licks
Nobody from my block did this
Rags to riches, straight business
I smoke woods but i prefer Rizlas (ha)