Big Daddy Flash - Catch Up

Tell these niggas catch up
I been speeding on they ass, Daytona five hundred and I’m leading on they ass
Tell these niggas catch up
Dr. Brown up in this bitch, I take off back to the future bitch I’ll leave em in the past
Tell these niggas catch up
I'll leave these niggas in a Tesla, skrrt skrrt, off the lot, no nigga do it better
Tell these niggas catch up
They wanna beef over the bread, well I got cheese
I got lettuce, leave tomatoes in the trash
I been dealing with the fakes and all these frauds
Think Imma lay in the backyard and go to sleep inside my dog house
This hate I see, wish it was a mirage
Man these niggas going crazy like them boys who let them dogs out
See I don’t need anybody else here near me
I’m all alone, can’t nobody else here hear me
Got so much pain that my mind is getting weary
We not the same, all my problems you can’t bear them
So why you niggas even try
Y’all be asking fucking questions like you care, nigga why
I got shit that I done been through, different shit you never seen
Been through shit you never thought was possible without a dream
I been touched in places that you niggas never been touched
I seen a couple faces, that my niggas never could trust
I watch the news and I’m confused because we rebel so much
Without a cause and I’m appalled because I never give up
See niggas
Don’t understand for real I look at myself like the man for real
Y’all niggas standing still, I got my goals and a plan to kill
Imma keep moving, push it, push it, niggas can try if they want to
I do the Shit that they won’t do
Tell these niggas catch up
I been speeding on they ass, Daytona five hundred and I’m leading on they ass
Tell these niggas catch up
Dr. Brown up in this bitch, I take off back to the future bitch I’ll leave em in the past
Tell these niggas catch up
I'll leave these niggas in a Tesla, skrrt skrrt, off the lot, no nigga do it better
Tell these niggas catch up
They wanna beef over the bread, well I got cheese
I got lettuce, leave tomatoes in the trash
Don’t trust the niggas you hang with at all
They be the reason I’m singing this song
Niggas and bitches will all play along I say don’t let them demons start taking control
Look in the mirror see you as a king
People be envious killing your dreams
Tell em to ssshh, as you rock em to sleep
I say choke them guys out so you can’t hear their screams
Bench press, 6 tracks, I’m the one
Not here for you, bitch He picking up his son
Need his daddy in his life And you been holding out with grudges
Getting mad you ain’t his wife, Bitch you grown as fuck catch up
Tell these niggas catch up
I been speeding on they ass, Daytona five hundred and I’m leading on they ass
Tell these niggas catch up
Dr. Brown up in this bitch, I take off back to the future bitch I’ll leave em in the past
Tell these niggas catch up
I'll leave these niggas in a Tesla, skrrt skrrt, off the lot, no nigga do it better
Tell these niggas catch up
They wanna beef over the bread, well I got cheese
I got lettuce, leave tomatoes in the trash

Written by:
Rashaun Brown

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