Lyrics

Big facts, big racks Gotta eat the competition, Big Mac Gotta do it for all my people, big man Be real is our only vision, no big cap It's with the facts that we demonstrate No need to show out, we just elevate Why should I fake? Why should I fake? (Why should I?) Yeah bro, what's the point? We are not the same Straight up from the nothing, you know where we're from From the village to the city, put the flags on top From the village to the city, yeah you know what's up From the village to the city, all around the world People think I'm stupid, I'm the only one moving In two years I got a master, they still think that I'm losing They still think that I'm goofy, cause I spend my time studying But I'm living a movie, like a diamond I'm shining No contacts on the phone, but the phone is ringing Opportunities like trains, yeah, I will not miss it Gotta shoot my shot, gotta shoot my shot Gotta shoot my shot, that's my only mission Big facts, big racks Gotta eat the competition, Big Mac Gotta do it for all my people, big man Be real is our only vision, no big cap It's with the facts that we demonstrate No need to show out, we just elevate Why should I fake? Why should I fake?
Writer(s): Nicola Meloni Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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