Lyrics Easy - Sugarboy Big T

(High Level Factory)
Aye, aye, aye, aye, yeah
Let's get it nigga
Fuck, what's up (uh huh)
It's Franky Lawson on the mix (laugh)

Saying you want beef with Big T
I ain't get no time for I'm getting busy
Lotta works to do
Bitch I grew up in poverty
Big stepper dope boy crispy
I make it snow, yeah
Lotta dirty works to do
We make it look easy
Saying you want beef with Big T
I ain't get no time for I'm getting busy
Lotta works to do
Bitch I grew up in poverty
Big stepper dope boy crispy
I make it snow, yeah
Lotta dirty works to do
We make it look easy

I make it look easy (let's go)
We make it look easy (on God)

Que de l'argent facile (wesh)
Ouais c'est de l'argent facile
Dans ta putain de gueule
Tête de noeud
Fais toi fumer tel de la beuh (white window)
You can't fuck with me
I ain't get no love for a goofy (nobody)
I cannot trust nobody
Mom says lil boy you better
Bring your cash to da bank (racks)
I'm sorry mom I'm feeling better (sorry mom)
With the money on me (yeah)
I'm laughing now to the bank
All my niggas rock with me (laugh)
Gang menbers depend on me
I ain't worried about nobody
Ruger on me
I bang on everybody (brrah paw)
I ain't pay none for the pussy (goofy shit)
I'm a big hustler baby (gunshot)
Dreaming about my first mansion
Growing big money ambitions (million dollars)
Ain't no competition (yeah)
Opposition is broke
Shit makes me choking, nigga (on God)

Saying you want beef with Big T
I ain't get no time for I'm getting busy
Lotta works to do
Bitch I grew up in poverty
Big stepper dope boy crispy
I make it snow, yeah
Lotta dirty works to do
We make it look easy
Saying you want beef with Big T
I ain't get no time for I'm getting busy
Lotta works to do
Bitch I grew up in poverty
Big stepper dope boy crispy
I make it snow, yeah
Lotta dirty works to do
We make it look easy

Bad gyal from London wanna roll with me (for real)
She asked for me name, laby I'm Sugaboy Big T (gangster)
I stack bills from the gang (new money)
Fuck your favorite rapper he ain't gang (the nigga bitch)
(I know) you heard about me
You see me performing in your TV (youtube)
Dope boy the crown's heavy
But I make it look easy, yeah, let's go
Even when I was broke I was the guy in the city (Big T)
Lotta pain in my body
I'm feeling like a street prophet (amen)
Now nigga moves kilos
We ain't talk about it on the net
Now nigga sells kilos (druglord)
Phone keeps ringing, married to the flooz
Talk shit and we put you on the news (24)
I'm a real model in all my schools
Everybody knows Big T in the hood (brrah)
Everybody buys my shit in the hood
DMB everything's new (uh huh) except the rules

Yeah, yeah, let's go
High Level Factory, nigga we run the city
DMB, yeah, all money in no money out, yeah