(Let the band play)
(Band)
Lately, I tend to look like a rockstar, these niggas not hard
I was just makin' plays out the cop cars
Now I stay switchin' lanes with the top broads
Came a long way from the block and them jail calls
Tired of spendin' my money on bail bonds
No more shoebox money, they Zelle mine
Ice Champ bust down my Rollie to tell time
Back to back pourin' up drank just to unwind
I really ain't new to this money, been havin' it, most of these niggas been knew that
But I ain't here to cap and say I ain't fall off, I was down on my dick, but I shook back
I wasn't good with the green, off the rocks or they profit, I bought a three-five and ain't look back
Had the fiends like, "Damn, X, how you cook that?"
Soon as I found my lane, yeah, I took that
See, this shit took some time, I stayed down and stayed dangerous
Lost some members, not dead, but can't hang with us
Think he fuckin' with me, he smoke angel dust
Over a million in jewelry, y'all better touch
Got a big-booty bitch and she barely fuss
Shit, her head so insane that I barely fuck
Cyber thing switchin' lanes while she give it up
Deuce of the finest of drank in my double cup
Copped a chain 'cause the new one wasn't new enough
Shit, I'm havin' my way, I could really just go drop a bag and get you and your shooter touched
If he jump in that car, we gon' shoot him up
Go spin the block, double back, and make sure he done
I can't do the debate 'cause I been the one
Most of these niggas is fake and ain't havin' nothin'
No, he not gangster, just mad broke and got a gun
Lately, I tend to look like a rockstar, these niggas not hard
I was just makin' plays out the cop cars
Now I stay switchin' lanes with the top broads
Came a long way from the block and them jail calls
Tired of spendin' my money on bail bonds
No more shoebox money, they Zelle mine
Ice Champ bust down my Rollie to tell time
Back to back pourin' up drank just to unwind
(Ayo, BandPlay)
Ayy, I ain't never feared none of them niggas, so we gon' get that out the way
And I showed all the love that I could on my kids and them niggas did nothin' but spit in my face
Really went through it all for the shit that I gave to them folks and they still chose to play on my name
No, BigX not the same, he been goin' insane, I been feelin' like fuck rap and all of this fame
Wonder if I said fuck it and stayed in the streets sellin' dope
You know, thuggin' outside with them hitters
Would them niggas still speak on my name for some clout?
Probably not 'cause I wouldn't have a image
Better ask about X, was a menace
Was steppin' on shit, but he stand on the business
These niggas can make all the lies that they want in they head
But it's overstood, bitch, I'm the biggest and the richest
And you niggas can't fuck with the image
Two things I ain't never need nobody for was fightin' and shootin' my pistol
See, I know what it is, this the issue
I can speak on the real 'cause it's simple
Niggas mad 'cause I wasn't 'posed to come out that dirt
I was just in that bitch with a handful
Now I move president with a band full
I don't fuck with that boy, but his mans cool
Nowadays it feel like everybody hate X
But can ask for a dollar, a damn fool
Just went plain on my wrist, that's a Lam' coupe
Niggas hate, so I know they gon' say what they want
But BigX always gon' tell the damn truth
Let the band play, let's see what them bands do (Let the band play)
Ayy, I ain't never feared none of them niggas, so we gon' get that out the way
And I showed all the love that I could on my kids and them niggas did nothin' but spit in my face
Really went through it all for the shit that I gave to them folks and they still chose to play on my name
No, BigX not the same, he been goin' insane, I been feelin' like fuck rap and all of this fame
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