Lyrics
As I'm climbin' up the ranks, there's new faces all around
Them fake nigga flaws, I can spot it from a mile
Touchin' down like you good, don't get caught up out of bounds
Charge your iPhones up before you hit the side of town
These niggas too broke to have a op, they ain't hatin' on em
Bitches set you up, snatch your soul and put a halo on em
Never signed a record deal, they know what I'm about
I been that nigga way before they even called it clout
Never ran from shit, but that nigga used to run a lot
Circle full of squares, y'all niggas used to front a lot
I'm sharp on all corners, plus I got some niggas on em
Block goin' up on Tuesday, like Makonen
Big things, big moves, shit change
Yeah Know how real niggas do
Big things, blicked up, more hate
Uh Know how these niggas move
Big things, big moves, shit change
Yeah Know how real niggas do
Big things, blicked up, more hate
Uh Know how these niggas move
Big glizzy, 41 it spit out fo feez
Send him up to the nosebleeds
Thats 1 confirm kill when you apply for the wrong team
Gsr particles apart of the long sleeve
Shh be quiet they get up on you just dont sing
Wouldnt no word uttered out thats word to my co d
I dont want him around my circumfrance he wont squeeze
Dead ass, bet you im a let off the whole thing bat bat
Same hood different mother, that dont change nothin
Cuz we related thru this gang share the same suckas
Same thumpa utilized but on different skits
They well aware who got the bity lit, 4th
Big things, big moves, shit change
Yeah Know how real niggas do
Big things, blicked up, more hate
Uh Know how these niggas move
Big things, big moves, shit change
Yeah Know how real niggas do
Big things, blicked up, more hate
Uh Know how these niggas move