B I G G E S T Lyrics

Since you was a kid, you was always loyal, you stayed focused on what you were gonna do

And you made sure you was gonna complete it in perfection

Haters gon' hate, fuck em, I don't hear em

Zoning out with PTSD, blowing smoke at the mirror

It's crazy how, non support but wanna sit at the dinner

It was side eyes when I did it, but jealousy when I didn't

Certain day ones and gang members, ain't the same and I feel it

Most the funny acting shit come with a nigga standing on business

Checking bro on some wocky shit, bro can't get offended

Just trying to show bro it's love gang, now let's get back to winning

Used to be down bad wearing the same clothes, stretching out denims

Got my pockets right, no jail in sight, mind focused on millions

20 bands on property, before you go to the dentist

Lafamilia closed, ain't trying to learn no new niggas

Grammar school for a lot of niggas, prison was a run on sentence

It's levels to the street shit, gotta earn pads before you hit the scrimmage

Mind on the money, don't get goofy by chasing women

They'll pull the victim card and take your money, then say that you tripping

Nigga wanna be hood so much, but whole time a nigga privileged

Real is rare, fake is everywhere, when it come to new niggas

Did what had to be done, life ain't fun, try to make a living

Applying pressure every day, niggas big ape, the biggest

I don't hear em

Blowing smoke at the mirror

Standing on business

Mind focused on millions