Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus
Big pun and big l's lifestylez ov da poor and dangerous,
Different stage, switching paces like i'm shifting strings
Big hopes, big dreams, and he stands spitting these fucked up things,
I'm why baby mamas leave
Dont be afraid of big companies
And become as big as london
I pop one, you pop one
What them tippers don't see
Im feeling big and mighty
With two chicks, sadistic
(who? me?) yeah, bitch you so big
Streets bad, tyga ill, drake magic
So damn crisp and so damn big
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