Dt. - Big Ticket

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Way whattup boy
Eight Hunnid Fifteen
Eight Hunnid Fifteen
It's all or nothing now
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fuck these nights talking bout
Black Rabbit

E.P.T, we a big business
D.T., I'm a big ticket
Imma get this shit
And the way a nigga flip them words, same way a nigga whip them bricks
It's magnificent
Where I'm from niggas with the shits
Semi-auto with the clips equipped
I'm just praying when it spit, it miss
Got to learn to value our existences
And all my feelings just as strong through the distances
These ghetto limericks
They view as ignorance
Get intimate
Niggas coming from the place I'm from can feel the sentiment
Forgive but no forgetting it
Just let em know I meant the shit
I still remember all them nights I was down and out
I get the voicemail every time I'm dialing out
Rockfords underground king, city got to crown me now
I drop that check off and I make my accountant proud

Ain't none of that friendship shit
Just here for the business shit
And the benjamins
I'll be there bright and early
Make sure that that Sprite is dirty
Ain't none of that friendship shit
Just here for the business shit
And the benjamins
I'll be up bright and early
Make sure that that Sprite get dirty
E.P.T, we a big business
D.T., I'm a big ticket
You know they paid the price
Just roll up the blunt and pour the Sprite
E.P.T, we a big business
D.T., I'm a big ticket
You know they paid the price
Just roll up the blunt and pour the Sprite

Written by:
Leslie Rolfe

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