RastaBwoyKell - Big Rasta

Toting heat in da streets
I don't care about police
I quit weed for da cheese
I keep bank rolls up on me
I don't need security
Hollows up in my mp
I'm my own security
Ain't no law dats holding me
Walk around wit nappy hair
Dey don't jus look dey stare
Keep yo opinion to yo self
I really do not care
Think all my feelings gon
Pill drop wait no dey there
Sometimes am feeling numb But still Count hunnids wit my thumb
Tote guns like military
Cross me it might scary
Pop up like bloody mary
Punish these niggas like dey my children
And yea I'm god fearing
look at my dreadlocks
And yea I'm dark skinned
I look jus like god
Fresh nigga dirty gun on em
Don't mind me mind yo business
Extension hanging out my bridges
U can see it from a distance
Street nigga but I'm still a rasta
Guns on me u can call me shotta
She ain't my daughter but call me papa
Big rasta all about his dollars

Toting heat in da streets
I don't care about police
I quit weed for da cheese
I keep bank rolls up on me
I don't need security
Hollows up in my mp
I'm my own security
Ain't no law dats holding me
Tote guns like military
Cross me it might scary
Pop up like bloody mary
Punish these niggas like dey my children
Drugs on me I'm still a trapper
Move weight don't a need Tractor
I'm plugged don't need adapter
Independent like chance the rapper

Toting heat in da streets
I don't care about police
I quit weed for da cheese
I keep bank rolls up on me
I don't need security
Hollows up in my mp
I'm my own security
Ain't no law dats holding me
Tote guns like military
Cross me it might scary
Pop up like bloody mary
Punish these niggas like dey my children
Drugs on me I'm still a trapper
Move weight don't a need Tractor
I'm plugged don't need adapter
Independent like chance the rapper

Dark nigga My soul dark
Big dog u a lil mut
Pull up wrong
Dem members clutch
Ash to ash nigga
Dust to dust
Ain't no games dis real life
Tryna play might cost ya life
Take a chance
Nigga roll da dice
Take a chance
Nigga roll da dice
We be on straight business
U ain't on it u dismissed
All about my digits
Like a mathematician
Got da packs like Christmas
I be like a magician
Get da work make it disappear
Get da work make it disappear

Written by:
Markell Pleasant

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