Lyrics Big Queens - Chello

Big Queens

I plan to make a million off the mixtape
Came a long from makin' sure the grams on the brick straight
Now it’s G5's to the Yams for a quick date
That stain black Benz left them haters with the sick face
When I was broke, I never hated, got my grind on
Ain’t hustlin' to stack a dollar, then what you grind for?
You too worried 'bout mines, you out of line, dawg
One time for my niggas gettin' they shine on
In the first place, you couldn’t be me on my worst day
'Til my hearse day, I’m livin' every day like my birthday
Stash box in a G-Wagon (Right)
'Cause I ain’t one of them rappers that be lackin' (Right)
Niggas swear that they ballin', they need practice (Right)
All my big homie taught me was keep stackin', really though
Had a shoebox full with my mind on a milli', though
That’s Queens for the summer and shoot to Cali when it’s chilly, though
LA where the vibes be
Just a matter of time before my time to shine, B
Committed to the game so I came up grimy
Been apart of Commission before Commission had signed me
Worth a hundred million cool but keep the blicker beside me
I’m with you, you try me
Have my face front page of the news
If you ever let that happen, then you made me the fool
Rather that than you makin' me food
Let me switch the pace on these dudes
Queens makin' everything to do cool
So fuck position, we bought a buildin', they ain’t makin' no room
I don’t care about none of them lil' niggas that you raised to be goons
One of you clowns play around, I put your face on the moon, gone