Lyrics The Line - Stak

Hustle bound, might take em all to Tinseltown and break em down
Makin rounds, taking handfuls out the pound, we weigh em down
Y'all some clowns, middleman, more like the little man around
Resellin mids for skittles, ery sale you have to scrounge
My scale says, "Hello!" before I tare it down
So much smoke my living room done turned into a players' lounge
She the baddest bitch I know but I still play it down
Give her a hug and say hello before I tear it down
I need a prenup before I marry now
Ain't rich but you know how they get when you let em see the pounds
You know how they get when you let them see the rounds
Loading clips before every road trip outta town

They call me Mr. Big but it ain't because of my size
I'ma lock down your town fool then I'ma slide
Drove here but when I leave I'ma fly
Til then I'm ridin round, bustin knocks, gettin high
Yeah I'm ridin round, dodgin cops, lookin fly
Put your whole city on, if we can then let's try
Get it from the soil but the limit's the sky
Just separate yours from mine, cross the line and you die

Used to push eighths now I flip the weight
Serve the people, tip your waiter, never know when god'll take ya
Never know who those problems'll make you
How you gon say you love the game but hate the player?
How you gon sell it now and pay me later?
Felonious amounts of chronic, you can pick your flavor
Good Samaritan seller baby tell me who your neighbor
Hood to hood, just sent twenty pounds to Decatur
Cash up, it's all love but there ain't no favors
Got back up like a hard drive fool we major
Cross country? That's a hard drive, most don't make it
Hey Space, this beat a lil country but I'll take it!

They call me Mr. Big but it ain't because of my size
I'ma lock down your town fool then I'ma slide
Drove here but when I leave I'ma fly
Til then I'm ridin round, bustin knocks, gettin high
Yeah I'm ridin round, dodgin cops, lookin fly
Put your whole city on, if we can then let's try
Get it from the soil but the limit's the sky
Just separate yours from mine, cross the line and you die