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letra de lola's only son! - the big hash

[intro]
yeah
yeah
oh, no-no
say
oh, no-no

[chorus]
just look how far we came
tell mama not to worry
even though we got a long way to go
i’m not the same person i was a year ago
no more
hiding from what i am or what i could be
and really what i should become
why i do it in the first place?

[verse]
young biggy, ayy
young biggy (ah, yeah)
look how we came up, this sh-t was tricky (ayy)
still on my way up
bullsh-t can miss me, ayy
not with that goofy sh-t, okay, this here no disney, uh
that’s word to flow, my dawg
not the kind to share my flaws
i don’t pay no therapist for sh-t, i’ma speak my truth in bars
i don’t pull no strings, i earn my sh-t
one wish, no shooting stars
how do you dream and live it? it wasn’t ‘posed to get this far
talking ’bout being the best but n-ggas never bring my name up
like all thе accolades and feats i earnеd are made up
ignore the three pointers and one’s a n-gga laid up
half the game doing me foul
it happens when you get your change up
blew up young by dropping young
was singing ’bout holding your tongue
it was that or be the shooter or right in front of the gun
i made choices i ain’t proud of
hold my head high when it’s done
long as mama know we straight, make sure we ride off in the sun
i’m lola’s only son
these hoes been put on notice, better come correct
treat me like a king before you bother biggy ’bout a cheque
demanding sh-t but not putting in work in here don’t get respect
a simple rule, the more you wanna know
you start by saying less
n-ggas wanna beef about a b-tch that don’t acknowledge ’em
i’m beefing up the catalogue to feed my kids college fund
but these n-ggas don’t see me though
same story
n-ggas sleep on biggy, man, i’m sick of getting snubbed at these red carpet shows
i’m sick of hearing i got the potential to take over
i been k!lling sh-t so long, i left the game room for no closure, yeah
i’ll put all my cards out on the table
making music for a living isn’t stable
still better than selling cocoína
caving into pressure from my peers to by the latest beamers
live beyond my means to just compete with fiends on social media
clout demons, attention seekers
cop the latest tees for girls with double d’s and ass procedures
i won’t save a hoe, call jesus
unofficial cotton club signee
a mill on my medulla ‘fore i even got my id
was posted with the wrecking crew, got motion on my ig
it was me and malachi, we stuck together, we were siamese
we still locked in, uh
i’m a product of my environment
father forgive us, no father figures in here inspired us
make father figures penning up lyrics, ’til my retirement
i’m tired of asking when it’s my turn, n-ggas gon’ lie to us
[chorus]
just look how far we came
tell mama not to worry
even though we got a long way to go
i’m not the same person i was a year ago
no more
hiding from what i am or what i could be
and really what i should become
why i do it in the first place?

[outro]
press hash

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