big tymin - a$ton matthews lyrics
[chorus]
started off hustlin’
ended up ballin’
hundreds on hundreds
i can hear the sh-t callin’
started off hustlin’
ended up ballin’
hundreds on hundreds
i can hear the sh-t callin’
[verse 1 – a$ton matthews]
see all us we been had it
gas and drank we been had it
hoes and bank we been had it
nights and days we mix matchin’
boy you ain’t moving any dope
you ain’t gettin any dough
you ain’t hittin’ any hoes
you ain’t been outside the states, (stop playin!)
so ya name ain’t holdin’ any weight
ya baby mama was a stray
she love the way i paint her face
the mona lisa, paint the styrofoam every coat of easter
half a percy in it everything is listo
and her family from the enemigos
she go ludacris she don’t hold out
clear the words out her whole mouf
splash waterfalls when i roll out
hit it three times then i dove out
need big house with a pool in it
big tanks like no limit
backyard wit the whole field
lunatics got it lookin’ like a tipdrill
got them b-tches drippin’ by the boatload
trying to hit me for the mojo
n-gg- catch me slippin’ that’s a no go
even when the 20 in whole 4
they talking like it’s money on my head
just your luck cause b-tch i’m living on the edge
pull up, hop out and put you boys to bed
living fast while i’m counting up dead
[chorus]
started off hustlin’
ended up ballin’
hundreds on hundreds
i can hear the sh-t callin’
started off hustlin’
ended up ballin’
hundreds on hundreds
i can hear the sh-t callin’
[verse 2 – doeman]
they ain’t f-ckin’ with the ape
realest vato out the h
i’m a squabble for the rank
i’m a press em for the pay
i’m a predator that prays
p-ss-es always shootin’ blanks
you ain’t never at the bank
you only gangster when its safe
put my label on a chain
i don’t fear a f-ckin’ thing
big dodi brought the pain
big whips and they all tinted
send shots like we bartendin’
my team eatin’ cause i starved with em
ball with em like i’m harden at the free throw
h town til i’m gone southeast hoe
all these rappers actin chris rock cb4
give a million to my god son
that’s my mijo
you a nino b-tch i’m a grown man
doeman turned to conan
big b-lls fear no man
dodi get love from da h
out to new york and oakland
i’m live from the city of syrup
where b-tches all thick
and they flippin’ the curb
charge a brick for a verse
without flippin’ a bird
break a motherf-cker jaw
make him kiss on the curb
f-ck a buck
it make me nut the quickest
they makin’ statements
just to duck a sentence
i’m pac and pun
like whats the f-ckin’ difference
dayton’s sw-ngin’
i’m a f-ckin’ menace
i’m back with aston
best vatos rappin’
its the barrio savage
we want all the racket
hustlin’ ballin’ ballin’ off the hustle
this for all my vatos
got it off the muscle
on gang
[chorus]
started off hustlin’
ended up ballin’
hundreds on hundreds
i can hear the sh-t callin’
started off hustlin’
ended up ballin’
hundreds on hundreds
i can hear the sh-t callin’
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