Premium Jae - Big Dog (feat. Reebo)

Big dog in my city I be balling like athlete
Push up on me have you out here holy like the bible g
Move around the city with sumn pretty
Gotta keep some heat
its so many stories about me failing got me in disbelief
If you ever need some motivation come and look at me
I got the sauce I paid the cost my numbers up like Curry's be
Running laps around you niggas
I be in my own lane
Track and field on you niggas, but this shit here is not a game
Jump off in that water if you want to
Better play it safe
This a grown man world
The childish shit gone end today
Connected to some dealers, killers, robbers, and some scammers too
Watch ya tone when speaking to me for I send some hittas through
Some niggas acting like a bitch
I'm here to put you in ya place
I'm looking like a walking lick you try me bullets at face
Running up a bag got 'em mad
I got em super hurt
I'm motivating the trenches with my ways
I'm young and super turnt
These niggas out here mad cause I'm balling why you hating me
I come from a small place, but heart big as a giant g
I leveled up and paved the way and niggas hate me till this day
My momma told me give 'em hell
My daddy said at least you paid
Westside nigga getting it in
I come from the bottom of the bucket big dog
To you niggas out here capping and lying to the public
I'm the type of nigga who gone set you straight
I'm never flaw
My own family hating on me
That let know I'm a fucking Boss
Big dog in my city I be balling like athlete
Push up on me have you out here holy like the bible g
Move around the city with sumn pretty
Gotta keep some heat
Its so many stories about me failing got me in disbelief
If you ever need some motivation come and look at me
I got the sauce
I paid the cost
My numbers up like Curry's be
Running laps around you niggas
I be in my own lane
Track and field on you niggas, but this shit here is not a game
Big cuz my city cripping
30 ball in my semi
Small town, but the murder rate on that big city shit
Brick of bales
Track grip or sale
Got resi on scales
Come from the p's on the table
Free bro out the cell
Whip it like a slave master
Daddy gone
We all bastards
Momma raised murders
The opps look good in a casket
Money over beef, but my shooting guards get baskets
Slam dunk case shells floor em to the ground ash em
Big dog in my city on the north
And you can ask about me
Up top in the hills
I'm the man bitch
Ask about me
Agents tryna rico lets keep gangstas
Ain't no rats around me
Don't turn on no cameras
If its straps around me racks around me
Bitch I'm really living with these lyrics
Ain't no cap about me
Hitting up my brother in the window in back of the county
Bitch im from the O deprecia
Douglas county clips full of bud gell and a bunch of clips around me

Written by:
Jalen Brown

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