Big Queens Lyrics

Yeah yea yea man

You already know what it is man

QU to the E L's repping that

QU double E N add the S

All my young niggas hold your head's man

Word

Remember when they didn't fuck with him

Now they see him pulling up in the Cullinan

About his money and got more of it coming in

Big 40 on his hip ain't no son'ing him

Sending niggas to the store by their Government

Silly rabbit try to trick him he done'in them

Ten goons on the block and he running them

Get the drop find your spot and they're coming in

Play tough when he spins he's gon

Humble them

Group text he ain't fucking with none of them

New tech told his man put a drum in them

Leg shot have him tripping and stumbling

Head shot put an end to the mumbling

Big Queens

That's the city he's repping in

New York

It ain't even a question

He gets on these records and

Preach like a reverend

Was born into sin

Hope he makes it to heaven

Jumped off the stoop back when he was eleven

The age of sixteen learned a valuable lesson

Facing fifteen in 2011

Came home 2012 off of grandmother's blessing's

She passed away seventeen months from that

Only nineteen trying to find his way back

Broke up with Kaddie

Had hoes on his body

Jumped back on the scene and it was a wrap

Chief Keef was on the map

Now everybody from the Raq

Screaming Never Lack

That means the whole party's strapped

But most of these niggas probably cap

They ain't never stabbed nothing

Shook nothing

Shot nothing

I can tell they'll tell when the cops come

Really feel's like you're in hell when you're locked up

Seen a demon cast spells with a box cutter

It's like gladiator school man

Niggas tryna earn their stripes

Young niggas in the field

Popping on a pill

Something in the sprite

How're you going on a drill

You cant shoot

Or you can't fight

When you're locked up

Ain't no block love

Better get busy with the knife

Them real demons send a kite

A nigga doing life will take your life

You better earn them stripes

All that gun busting

Lead's to repercussions

Man you know this shit comes with a price

All that block hugging

With them thots fucking

On everything thats in sight

Seen niggas die

Trying to flip a pie

When they would've been good with a slice right right

Right right

Like say you send them to the light

Then you turn to the right

You hear the sirens see the lights

You know you've got to take flight

But now you're running with the pipe

Took a chance rolling dice

But why gamble with your life

Knowing they'll give you life

I've been praying for you every night

Cause I've been up the road

Never broke the code

Heart turned cold

Holding on to secrets don't nobody know

Know a couple niggas they ain't never fold

Ducking all the drama trying to make parole

Swimming with piranha trying to make it home

Death before dishonor's all they've ever known

In the city of lost dreams where they never sleep

They just sell souls when the devil creeps

But if hell holds all the souls sold

And I stood tall what you telling me

Baby I'm heavenly

But still goon'd up like it's ten of me

Pouring some Hennessy out for my enemies

So they remember me

And them young niggas in the field

Popping on a pill

Something in the sprite

How're you going on a drill

You cant shoot

Or you can't fight

When you're locked up

Ain't no block love

Better get busy with the knife

Them real demons send a kite

A nigga doing life will take your life

You better earn them stripes