Lyrics Freshman Year (feat. Ike Santana) - Big Pappy feat. Ike Santana

It's our first year in the rap game
Step front the mic
And then our whole life changed
Labels got papers
They want us to sign thangs
Should I get the Rollie or keep on the plain Jane
Should I keep it classy or go let my chain hang
Should I promote violence or try to go change thangs
Should I sign the paper and go buy me a new range
Or stick to the trap I'm on top I'm gon maintain
Ain't no pressure lil bitch it's my freshman year
Nigga won't smoke we'll get his ass outta here
I'm balling like James I feel like a cavalier
Nigga quit Cappin
We hit licks you don't volunteer
Execs in them meeting they love what I rap about
Fuck a lil movie I live what I'm rapping bout
I'm in with the family I trap out my mommas house
Pappy Santana first year and we spazzing out

They say I'm a freshman and still rock my letterman
Walked in the Stu with the drip like a weatherman
Made my own way when I talk to the mic
And I stayed in the trap till I mastered my element
Beat up the pack like mayweather
I had to stay in the trap till it made me back hella cents
I am the one that's gone get to the bag
So if I need it back I can ship to your residence
I tatted my wings I am heaven sent
Groovy young nigga stay getting the
Backend
Freshman year Nigga there's never no stress
I stick dick in your bitch and I like how her back bend
Cop me a pound and I broke it to fractions
They see all this money they know I'm bout action
Preying down on them they live and they active
I don't think these nights are really bout action
I don't think these niggas are really bout smoke
Pull up on you block and flood you like a moat
It's my freshman year please do not okay me like I am a joke
I bossed up my trap now I feel like the pope
Feeling like Jordan they call me the goat
My foot in the door watch me grab for the throat
I aim out the targets and bust out the scope

The bags what I chase so I hope that they know

It's our first year in the rap game
Step front the mic
And then our whole life changed
Labels got papers
They want us to sign thangs
Should I get the Rollie or keep on the plain Jane
Should I keep it classy or go let my chain hang
Should I promote violence or try to go change thangs
Should I sign the paper go buy a new range
Or stick to the trap I'm on top I'm gon maintain
Ain't no pressure lil bitch it's my freshman year
Nigga won't smoke we'll get his ass outta here
I'm balling like James I feel like a cavalier
Nigga quit Cappin
We hit licks you don't volunteer
Execs in them meeting they love what I rap about
Fuck a lil movie I live what I'm rapping bout

I'm in with the family I trap out my mommas house
Pappy Santana first year and we spazzing out

I get the cheese like it's Queso
I'm in the trap with cansecos
I got a plug named Pedro
He used to trap out of Pueblo's
Mafia status he kill bout them pesos
He stick to the streets and he moving them dracos
223 shots got him looking like Play dough
Santana and pappy the cleaners on campus
The shoes are designer the diamonds they dancing
I can't love a bitch can't do no romancing
Fuck the extension I need an advancement
How you the plug and you getting fronted

I nut in her eye she see how I'm coming
Pull up in the benz it cost me a hundred
My wrist it three sixty it got a rotunda

It's our first year in the rap game
Step front the mic
And then our whole life changed
Labels got papers
They want us to sign thangs
Should I get the Rollie or keep on the plain Jane
Should I keep it classy or go let my chain hang
Should I promote violence or try to go change thangs
Should I sign the paper and go buy a new range
Or stick to the trap I'm on top I'm gon maintain
Ain't no pressure lil bitch it's my freshman year
Nigga won't smoke we'll get his ass outta here
I'm balling like James I feel like a cavalier
Nigga quit Cappin
We hit licks you don't volunteer
Execs in them meeting they love what I rap about
Fuck a lil movie I live what I'm rapping bout
I'm in with the family I trap out my mommas house
Pappy Santana first year and we spazzing out