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Bigger Than Us
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Lucasraps
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Yeah, yeah! Ayy! Yeah, yeah! Ayy! I’m really ‘bout this sh*t, okay? Already paid my dues This sh*t way bigger than me, trust me, this sh*t way bigger than you I been at this sh*t since primary school N***a, this hustle nothing new N***a, I was down bad tryna make sh*t move Rent past due and we ain’t had no guap, n***a Dropped out, didn’t make a single excuse That was my choice, wouldn’t take sh*t back Had to cut n***as off, they ain’t cut me slack Couldn’t give a damn, I didn’t know how to act Stuck in a dark place, that’s black on black! N***a, that’s black on black on black on black! A n***a used to fantasize about power Now I abuse it when you make me mad Leave it in the music, put the pen to the pad I ain’t f**kin' with y’all n***as, you would never understand Couldn’t get on my level, you know I put the pedal to the medal 'Cause I never hit the brakes, never needed airbags, yeah Living life fast in the diamond district poppin' tags This sh*t took sacrifices I can’t afford in one long life span N***as ain’t got nothing on me Hoe, I been in this b*t*h I was waiting my turn, let’s get it I been on my grind since I was seventeen I was pourin' up lean, listening to Esskeekit Rollin' with the fiends, I ain’t pop one bean Yeah, I kept sh*t clean, n***a, gimme my credit There were n***as on the scene that got a habit to feed I only stuck with the weed, woulda stayed clear headed Could’ve gotten lost in the shuffle I broke down, came back from the rubble N***a this sh*t bigger than me, no Plan B, n***a stand up when I stumble Countin' this cash, put it back in a duffel Blew a bag, gotta make back double Hatin' on me, likewise, n***a, f**k you! I don’t pop bottles, pop bubbles You ain’t perfect, n***a, show me where your halo is If you judging me, then we are not slime, yeah, yeah If you ain’t ridin' for me, n***a, then you gotta stay home I’ll be damned if I get played in plain sight, yeah, yeah Got a broker, first name Robert, makin' my Dinero Yeah, my stock been going up since last night, yeah We ain’t 'bout the cap, I’ll set the record straight I been the main ou, but you ain’t notice it’s about damn time Yeah I been that kid from the jump, save your apologies Honestly, I won’t tolerate none of it I’m bigger than before, so when you see me you come correct You see the growth in a n***a when I’m out in public Got tired of suffering and I got right in my bag Never gave no one a chance, I took the time with my craft Had to give Jesus the wheel, I knew I was ‘bout to crash Look at how it turned around, right now I’m in stu with Hash We gon’ forever last 'Bout to get what we never had Might just buy the crib for dad Through the pen and page ima spazz Treating every verse like my last To make sure you know I want it bad I won’t fall again on my a** I ain’t playing games with my racks You gon’ know my name, Lucasraps (Lucasraps) I’ma have the game in my hands Like I’m the owner, you pay me rent N***as tried to take an arm and leg But I ain’t never let that hit my head 'Cause I know karma gon’ get you back (Get you back) You ain’t perfect, n***a, show me where your halo is If you judging me, then we are not slime, yeah, yeah If you ain’t ridin' for me, n***a, then you gotta stay home I’ll be damned if I get played in plain sight, yeah, yeah Got a broker, first name Robert, makin' my Dinero Yeah, my stock been going up since last night, yeah We ain’t 'bout the cap, I’ll set the record straight I been the main ou, but you ain’t notice it’s about damn time Yeah
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