Have faith.

Lyrics:

One thing about Griff is they'll always say he moved with mad faith

May not have been first, but no but he ain't never come in last place 

Brunch at the diner, a pretty thing, that was my last date 

We both been through trauma, so we ain't moving at a fast pace 

Still I spend money, just keep the faith that she won't hustle me 

Back of my head, it's because my ex she ruined love for me

At least I say that, but when I play black where we faltered

It might've been me as I over-think all of the suddleties

Won't get into more 

They love is cheap, see you can get in the store 

I drop the bag so she can get in Dior 

'Member I took my ex to Louis, Shawty cheap but she was sweet, mi amor

The shit that make a nigga purchase things  that he can't afford 

It's crazy, ain't wanna talk about love 

Hydro, was out of my body, my homie moved 'em had me walking on floods

We lace the cleats, that's just to walk out the mud 

Ain't tryna stay there, I lay there to bridge between the doctors and drugs 

For kids to cross it, while in hand-me's they plotting, planning to get back 

Bands and maybe the land that was stolen, like let me get that

Mama, it's in my hands I ain't wildin, so Baby, sit back

Conscious, it's in my plans for the dollars, I'll get a big stack

Switch that, maybe credit or coins

Doge, inevitable loins

We gettin fatter too, except for our groins

No, just our stacks and loot, we get and we showing 

We set to jet like a Boeing 

Glad to do, had to do, growing 

Us and the avenue

I hustled and did shit that I ain't glad to do, 
then I felt that I had to do

No matter who watching, except for police

Hot, but rather be caught than caught with no heat

Then throw us in jail, and then we held like it was no lease

Or postin the bail 

Feel like a slow leak, we pack here 

It's not much to tell us, we learn alone while being Black here

Brodie convinced that he'll always eat, long as the pack clear 

The city still wildin', don't watch the news, feel like Iraq here 

So go chase your dreams, because it's that year 

It's that clear, plotting your days 

There's no such thing as being caught in your ways 

Take time to change just when you caught  in a maze or feel the void 

You'll feel the joy when you win to say you conquered and slayed

Said chase your dreams, because it's that year 

It's that clear, plotting your days 

There's no such thing as being caught in your ways 

Take time to change just when you caught  in a maze or feel the void 

You'll feel the joy when you win to say you conquered and slayed

Faith (Prod. by Young Griff)

First Track, many more to come, 
much love, BigBoyBobby aka JimmyJims aka Kai Greenes Son

Lyrics:
I feel like Miami Vice,
I Pull yo bitch, that's a heist
Make Love on a Stove put my Dick on Ice.
I go by the flow,
I chase the bag like a crow, 
Make stacks and relax cuz the stove ain't on. 

Big Booty Dentist trynna hit on me,
I dont take my time it go 1,2,3,
Makin Money Moves like Jimmy Beast,
Don't buy food, eatin Pussy is free.

Spen the day in the Gym stacking 10s on my bar,
Clearing Laps so fast you can call me Nascar,
Yo like Jojo cuz you look bizarre,
Before you scored I fucked that Bitch from Avatar, ay,
(huh?)
Hol up, I obviously meant the movie with the blue people, and you would smash too, be honest with yourselves, just saying...

Pull up in my PJs and these People shook, (gawd damn)
Bobby so thicc that he can Deadlift this hook. 

I feel like Miami Vice,
I Pull yo bitch, that's a heist
Make Love on a Stove put my Dick on Ice.
I go by the flow,
I chase the bag like a crow, 
Make stacks and relax cuz the stove ain't on.

Beat so bouncy it could be yo ass, (yup) 
Bum so fat its gravitational mass, (nyeeuh)
So Bobby fall in Love fallin soft like grass (charmin)
Bootyclappin Dangerous like I'm in Jackass (crack)

Bobby keepin up with his good as Karma, (mhm) 
Shit going up cuz I'm nice to yo momas, (Respect)
Make a Bootycall just lemme holla, 
at my lovely fckn ex, Michelle Obama, (true)
(click)
Oh hey Michelle, you know I still got a thing for you...
Still don't want that Ring tho, aha !

My life a highway you can call me McLovin, (I am McLovin)
Adventerous and tasty like Michelles Weed-Muffins.

I feel like Miami Vice,
I Pull yo bitch, that's a heist
Make Love on a Stove put my Dick on Ice.
I go by the flow,
I chase the bag like a crow, 
Make stacks and relax cuz the stove ain't on. 

And that is it everybody, go follow me on Instagram @BigBoyBobbyLM like @BigBoyBobbyLovesMILFS, haha, yeah.

:)

Stove Love (prod. Mass Beats)

BigBoyBobby

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