mali story - big mali lyrics
mali story lyrics
[intro]
uh
(joeybars, you b*tch)
ayy
[verse]
i done ran it all up, sh*t, i’m only eighteen
graduated, still movin’ in the street (seventeen)
my mama on my ass, she think i’m on the wrong team (what?)
industry been burnin’ bridges, i can’t let ’em get between (i can’t)
ain’t even twenty*one and i done blew a fifty*piece clean
still got money in the vault to drop it if i need (come on)
my sister goin’ hard for me (yeah), brothers go to war for me (brrt)
won’t never question dae dae, ‘member when she took the chargе with me (for real)
police catchin’ onto mе, people gettin’ fond of me (i know)
they see that i’m big mali and i’m goin’ where you wanna be (i’m there)
you wanna be a hater (b*tch), so unc’, i’ll hit you later (right back)
i’m tryna run them racks, so we can pack and hit the gator (let’s go)
ain’t grow up with my daddy and still evened out to greater (r.i.p.)
i’m little, but my weight up (up), still managed to get paper (money)
i dropped five bands for my mama just to blow it
i love her, she don’t owe it (uh*uh), i’m tryna bring her more (no cap)
i’m tryna tell my brother he know christian give us joy (for real)
and we just gon’ get more (we is), he just had a lil’ boy (lil’ baby)
i told my other brother wait ’til he get off probation (come on)
’cause we gon’ hit miami just to crip with these blue faces (crip, crip, crip)
ain’t talkin’ to big bro, but i still think about him daily (i know)
i love you, hope you make it, one day, we gon’ have to change it (for real)
my auntie f*cked my mom, but i’ma keep it g regardless (it’s cool)
my only loss, that’s if i lost, was that i can’t see carmen (uh*huh)
ever since i got this money, man, they swear i ain’t the same (what?)
i’d give it all back, can’t lose my family to some change, for real
just ’cause i signed me a deal, don’t think i won’t go big gangster for real
i’m on the way to the money, i’m tired of these racks, i’m flippin’ ’til i get a mil’ (let’s go)
lil’ b*tch, we goin’ ’til we hit a hundred
stocks want a mil’ and i’m fillin’ his stomach (he up)
i’m tryna put fifty racks in his pockets (come on)
’cause he took the charge for my mother, no option (on gang)
i don’t trust b*tches and that’s on my kin (duh)
knew they was fake when i found my best friend (b*tch)
went and beat that lil’ b*tch, she won’t try us again
should’ve thought ’bout that sh*t ‘fore you was all on my twin, b*tch
any way, that’s what it is
let’s talk about how they k!llin’ these kids (for real)
police the gang and they bigger than big (f*ck 12)
i don’t give a f*ck, i’ma die ’bout my skin, b*tch (i am)
anyway, that’s in the end
b*tch, i’m big mali, and that’s what it is
gon’ keep it gangster as long as i live
’cause i want all the money, i’m here for the win, b*tch
[outro]
’cause i want all the money, i’m here for the win
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