Текст песни Life of a Boss - BigXthaPlug

Try to break my heart
You tease me to the limit and leave me in the dark
Who, who, do you think you are? (Tony Coles)
You don't go all the away, you only go so far (let the band play)

Burnin', burnin'
Burnin', burnin'
Burnin', burnin'
(Burnin', burnin') ay

BigX from the 'partments where niggas start shit
Known to throw hands, but be quick just to spark shit
Before we had beds, we had pallets on carpets
Stayed at the park lit, trippin', get parked quick

Ay, nah for real, this that straight off the DART shit
Five-dollar pass have you home after dark shit
Get you some money, yo' people gon' talk shit
Part of the game, this the life of a boss, bitch

Really been lit since a jit, you can go ask my mama 'nem
'Member thuggin' outside in that Starter gear
Seen my mama was havin' her way
Sellin' Dove to the J's, I put that in my starter kit

Seen my pops was the boss, I acknowledged it
My papa was a pimp and he taught me shit (burnin', burnin')
Like don't never fall hard for a bitch
That ain't givin' you shit and ain't makin' your pockets thick (burnin', burnin')

Lost my aunt and that shit had me empty
Moved in with my pops, and he filled it with Crippin'
Pops taught me the ropes, put his son in position
Wasn't listenin', 'nem cells was as cold as I visioned

Got out, put my mind on a mission
In less than a year, I had made half a million
A year and a half, racks was touchin' the ceilin'
Two years, I'm the man in my city like Drizzy

Now we go crazy in Neimans and Saks Fifth
Fuck on the baddest, bae, come get your bag big
Niggas be flexin' too hard, but they not lit
No, you can't pop with lint in your pockets (burnin', burnin')

Really the plug, I connects to the socket
I can't hang with rats, heard your name in his docket (burnin', burnin')
Started this rap and took off like a rocket
Man of the year, went from last to the topic (burnin', burnin')

BigX from the 'partments where niggas start shit
Known to throw hands, but be quick just to spark shit
Before we had beds, we had pallets on carpets
Stayed at the park lit, trippin', get parked quick

Ay, nah for real, this that straight off the DART shit
Five-dollar pass have you home after dark shit
Get you some money, yo' people gon' talk shit
Part of the game, this the life of a boss, bitch

Burnin', burnin'
Burnin', burnin'
Burnin', burnin'