Lyrics
That's why I'm the biggest yet
Why I ain't big yet
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Stunna made it or they gotta be it)
Woah, woah, woah
We ain't have no help, we had to figure it out ourselves
I remember times when I went back and forth to jail
Perfecting my sound while I was sitting in my cell
Whole gang riding, it was me, Lil Phat, and Kel
Damn, I made it this far, I ain't really trippin'
Shoot my shot like Chris Paul, going up like blimps
Swear I can't go AWOL, staying where I am
Take his whole face off, playing with my mans
It was hard growing up
Situation changed, but now it's hard going up
Bandits and frauds, so now it's hard to show love
Get a ride and do that job, swear it get hard where I'm from
Boy, these niggas pussy as shit
Don't ask why I ain't been to sleep 'cause nigga, I ain't rich yet
Hoes found a pen on me, like, damn, why I ain't big yet?
Tryna feed us all, ain't worried 'bout icing out my wrist yet
Oh, yeah, yeah
We ain't have no help, we had to figure it out ourselves
I remember times when I went back and forth to jail
Perfecting my sound while I was sitting in my cell
Whole gang riding, it was me, Lil Phat, and Kel
Damn, I made it this far, I ain't really trippin'
Shoot my shot like Chris Paul, going up like blimps
Swear I can't go AWOL, staying where I am
Take his whole face off, playing with my mans
Why I ain't big yet
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Stunna made it or they gotta be it)
Woah, woah, woah
We ain't have no help, we had to figure it out ourselves
I remember times when I went back and forth to jail
Perfecting my sound while I was sitting in my cell
Whole gang riding, it was me, Lil Phat, and Kel
Damn, I made it this far, I ain't really trippin'
Shoot my shot like Chris Paul, going up like blimps
Swear I can't go AWOL, staying where I am
Take his whole face off, playing with my mans
It was hard growing up
Situation changed, but now it's hard going up
Bandits and frauds, so now it's hard to show love
Get a ride and do that job, swear it get hard where I'm from
Boy, these niggas pussy as shit
Don't ask why I ain't been to sleep 'cause nigga, I ain't rich yet
Hoes found a pen on me, like, damn, why I ain't big yet?
Tryna feed us all, ain't worried 'bout icing out my wrist yet
Oh, yeah, yeah
We ain't have no help, we had to figure it out ourselves
I remember times when I went back and forth to jail
Perfecting my sound while I was sitting in my cell
Whole gang riding, it was me, Lil Phat, and Kel
Damn, I made it this far, I ain't really trippin'
Shoot my shot like Chris Paul, going up like blimps
Swear I can't go AWOL, staying where I am
Take his whole face off, playing with my mans