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big man - whiteboy scummy lyrics

big man feeling like big man
lil white boy from the mud out the pig pen
kicking that sh*t time ticking like big ben
racing myself, only competition i got
and i don’t even see n0body
i don’t even so n0body now
i don’t even see n0body
i don’t even so n0body now
big man feeling like big man
lil white boy from the mud out the pig pen
kicking that sh*t time ticking like big ben
racing myself, only competition i got
and i don’t even see n0body
i don’t even so n0body now
i don’t even see n0body
i don’t even so n0body now

and i ain’t even see n0body
me i just need more money
more problеms i see those coming
too dope might leavе your nose running
no cap no cut that’s me alone buddy
credit looking great why bmo love me
lil white boy no white man ceo budget
i got it myself you heard it before
difference is i only murdered the show
i’m straight with money so i’m curving a hoe
did you even know you could get burnt from the snow?
know the plug who gave birth to an o
designer drugs shopping virgil abloh
i ain’t the one that was serving them folks
just around enough to learn how it go
dreaming of better days searching for hope
that sh*t as old as the dirt on my toes
d*mn, clock keep ticking
time is money so my watch need fifty
built this from the ground up concrete vision
cash in the safe with the lock and key in it
take the whole thing when i bought the streets with it
all the he say she say saying he did it, hah
yeah, all my haters keep it up though
they just feed into the uproar
and i give it all to the utmost
tell the truth, they don’t even come close

this rap game is a widow maker
save the tough talk for the pillow cases
get passed round at the dinner table
’cause they snapped off like vanilla wafers
me i’m sticking to this pen and paper
this ain’t we the millers in a winnebego
but give it a go if you feeling able
brave men always risk the danger
wooh! when you got nothing to lose you gon’ take a chance
you got something to prove tell them break a leg
you can tell if he stand up by shaking hands
i ain’t ready for rap ’til its eighty bands in the bank account
with the tax paid already taken out
’bout twelve k was the paid amount
and that’s all before i even made it out, sheesh
i’m on the market for real estate
mean mug resting dealer face
i’m always smiling i’m feeling great
i came up from donuts on dinner plates
ripped shirts with the denim stains
and the dead homies to commemorate
that’s papa john and the doc
that kind of shock keep my head on straight, word
yeah, all my haters keep it up though
they just feed into the uproar
and i give it all to the utmost
tell the truth, they don’t even come close

- whiteboy scummy lyrics

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