Dreamin big wanna have nice cars big house
Freakin' out all i see is clouds
I just open up easier when i talk through a mic
Put me in a headlock, then i thought of my guinea pig
Huh, a metaphor of course
Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,
No bullshit, i'm mike with the mic
I eat big. i dream big. i need big
Motherfucker this is forever dope
Big and fat, as my big fat oak
I'm seeing things that's being mean making me sick
Of a pig, having fun at a oil rig
I trap factors like a pig laugh or hangers
There was a time when they hated all the southern rappers
And my name too big, and my gang too big
When i was 11 got the toolie thick
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