Lyrics

Knife in the heart, when I’m rapping about you
The blade so deep and here since the blue moon
You must be busy, I assume
Got other kids,you didn’t leave behind you 

Since day one, she’s been strict on her son
She didn’t wanted cause of you I lost my crown
In a lot of relations,I let’em ranked me for less
I’ve acknowledge my worth by small steps

I might forgive you but you won’t enter in my life 
The days I was tryna buy your love you hid your price
Now you the one who gotta pay I don’t want your money
I wanted your time when I was in full teaching

I put it on me Imma be the kid you wish you had
No matter what you do you will never make it right
Somebody took your place, and tried to make the job
But sometimes he be toxic over my light

You’ve hurt my feelings, saw me in pieces
it was time for me to be a kid, and you fucked it 
I was nothing to you, and you showed it 
You’ve hurt me and never said sorry

Do you remember me ?
So why you’ve never called me, checked on me 
You left, no excuses
Now I have to deal with my bruises

It's kind hard to put some words on that song
I didn't think you would take that long
Mom couldn't look me in the eyes and use her a tongue
to tell me you won't never come back home

seems you got a life like everything pink
if you really do pinch on your skin then blink
Got the letter you put my name on to give up the role
no suprised ain't remember you as a model

For this life I'mma be a champ, u one of the reasons why 
Don't ever say my name even when you're about die
21 years past never felt you on my side 
Nigga know I'm here but always got me denied

I hope it's not enough place in the hell
so we send you straight to the flames
can't ask why she cry but they on my face too
and when I made it you have shit to claim

You’ve hurt my feelings, saw me in pieces
it was time for me to be a kid, and you fucked it 
I was nothing to you, and you showed it 
You’ve hurt me and never said sorry

Do you remember me ?
So why you’ve never called me, checked on me 
You left, no excuses
Now I have to deal with my bruises

PIECES (Letter to you) Prod. Txmmy Beats

My time is pricey,I’m always on my act up
I ain’t wait to be thirty, to get my first  Rang Ro 
Might be the first one in the fam to be on the top
Cause they ain’t used, they be laughing to my face tho

I don’t stand niggas who like to be arrested by the cops
Use your brain and make that money smart
I’m ahead, if they call me Hawking tell’em to stop
Cause I like to be seen as motherfucker with no brain on

I don’t waste a word, I aim award
It’s not one of my bullet that they can return
I’m Big Gun you cannot be in my reticle
So I can only send them my best regards

Yes he’s an opp,I mean he’s optional
Only act when he’s,at his plural
Let that nigga alone,he’s gonna serve plate on table
And cause I’m hungry,you know what’s my role

Chorus

Haaaaaan ACT UP
Show me what you do if you don’t talk
They talk about it, that’s why they never go up
They be playing bad,but they ain’t tough


I pull up in my goal ain’t no dialogue
I stand on buisiness,I make the bands up
Anytime I’m on the moove,they wanna put it on a blog
If I give you mic,you just do another flop 

Verse 2 

I used to wait for a call cause my heart was broken
But I can pick up the phone to whoever call me out
These niggas won’t never understand what is to have a dream
I heard my name it’s for me to take my route

They speak a lot,none of the work is done
You all time on the bench how you think Lebron
Get some experience stop being on my bone
When I trigger your egos all you niggas gone

I’m myself,I don’t impersonate
I stand on b,I ain’t give percentage
I’m getting closed to my goal like it’s a soulmate
I got the pen of my life I write every page



Always time to make the money on my clock
Mom raised me so I think outside the box 
These niggas still talking I be like Oh God
Could act up and shut the fuck up ?


Chorus x2

Haaaaaan ACT UP
Show me what you do if you don’t talk
They talk about it, that’s why they never go up
They be playing bad,but they ain’t tough


I pull in my goal ain’t no dialogue
I stand on buisiness,I make the bands up
Anytime I’m on the moove,they wanna put it on a blog
If I give you mic,you just do another flop

ACT UP - Prod.NMBEATSONTRACK

BIGGOLLDANY - TOO HARD

Lyrics :

Ain’t wanna fight but I ain’t come peace 
I’m tryna make all my vision real 
I’m telling my mother just take a seat 
Ain’t your fight but mean the world to me 

I’m not really blessed I’m hustler 
I’m not the type to be a slave my nigga
That I life I have now I want it better
Like I’mma put a bag on truck Tesla 

If one of them is looking for a beef 
Tell’em I do verses like a Chief 
I’mma put all these niggas on the grill
And Never give a inch of the recipe

I will never stop never will
It slaps haters in the face like Will
They wish to see me give it up on my dream
So I kick harder on the gasoline 

Used to be in a center call for a dime
If they call me out I’m on the line
Na I cannot make it over a night
But it gonna last more than century cyc

I’m not the one to play with when I’m rap
He say my music is motherfuckin’ trash 
Never seen a dump ‘til I checked yours
But I never meant to make you sad

Brand new whip and I own it 
I don’t really care about who likes me
Money is on my mind if you asks me 
Pick up your bitch she wanna have it 

Yes I’m Weak first name John
I drop hits like a bomb
The plates I cook almost done 
They’ll know on what I’m on

BIGGOLD

NEVER STOPPING FREESTYLE Prod. by Kronos

NO CHORUS Prod.Rumi

Amen (Freestyle) - Prod DXOR

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