Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours
Dreamin big wanna have nice cars big house
I eat big. i dream big. i need big
Make room for the groom married to his music
And all i see is that smoke
Ever since then i had no job
I just know i'm that dope
Ya beggin for a smoke
Been running around trying find a job
Hell of a antidote, something you can't smoke
Yeah my ego aint that big,
Word spreads fast that your knees spread quick
Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,
Metaphor, chilling with better whores
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