Big dreams by KobeTheRapper Lyrics

I got dreams bout to make em a reality cross that boy over so hard it was a fatality . Dont play with me i lock you up i run clamps dont get mad at me cause ya mama on food stamps .You struggle boy you weak i bet you still say fleek you dont even know that it is 7 days in a week. Why you mad and you hating cause i put you on the ground so broke you had to ride the greyhound you out your place you should be at the dog pound no im bout to go in im a dog now can't go at me because i am the beast your hairline is messed up the rats had a feats. i guess because im a come up im not good but remember me from the hood