Hitlist
Yeah You back on my hitlist, yeah nah really you back on my hitlist
Hoping you know I wasn't gon miss this
Yeah you thought I would change please just stay in your lane
Lil homie you back on my hitlist
Yeah I came from the trenches yeah I try to stay humble
And stay above ground exposing to facts that act different
Remember we was broke homeless in a U-Haul listen to a song by Beyoncé "Irreplaceable"
But I look to the left moms crying tears it's unerasable
Fast forward now im full capable
Gotta stay focus really im unsatible homies asking me
Why I don't smoke no more
Keep pondering its debatable others asking me about my other job
But I know that they hating sneak dissin
Wait But If I blow up for a milli
I know you'll be crawling back for a fifty
And I know that when they play this song they're gonna check my preference at the door
So many times I couldn't be myself but I swear im not going no more
Nah BIG not foldin no more
Up until this point im making boss moves nah really you think them lies was pretty
They can act 2 faced like they from Gotham city
These days they call me the BIG, KID face smack down like a dvd
Did it all with out a GED son oof a mother from the NYC and that's me
Yeah You back on my hitlist, yeah nah really you back on my hitlist
Hoping you know I wasn't gon miss this
Yeah you thought I would change please just stay in your lane
Lil homie you back on my hitlist