Текст песни Big Stick Policy - Musmah

One for the money, two for the show
Three for my niggas getting paper on the low
Four for my bitches that be really on go
I know it's a cold world so I hibernate my soul

On the road to riches, pray I catch a hater lacking by the light
I come in peace, boy, you know my niggas far from nice
Spin the block twice so the ops know it's really on sight
For this lifestyle, boy, you know you really gotta pay the price
You might have to pay it twice, my nigga

Big stick policy, big conspiracy
Speak with honesty, move with integrity
I just turned the crib to a bad bitch repository
Lately I been spittin' like my mouth filled with kerosene
Mama told me, boy, you know that prayer is the master key
Walk the right path and be kind to your enemies
I can't always turn the other cheek mama
Before my ops really think they got to me, these niggas with the fuckery
We was in Hamdala sippin' lean, dodgin' terrorists
Barricaded churches, had us prayin' for serenity
PTSD got me mumblin' in therapy
I only find clarity from the Holy Trinity
Spiritual crisis had me leaning on my vices
On the road to redemption but I never got a license
Got a weird childhood filled with love and violence
So imma hurt a nigga before I kill him with kindness
Lately I been really going off on a tangent
Lately I been plottin' on a billi with the mandem
I be tryna wipe my stains off of my conscience
We fear sapa more than God and that's really our problem, nigga
Big stick policy, big conspiracy
Bout to fuck the game on some big dick energy
Intellectual property got me stacking this currency
But I can never buy into the trauma economy

On the road to riches, pray I catch a hater lacking by the light
I come in peace, boy, you know my niggas far from nice
Spin the block twice so the ops know it's really on sight
For this lifestyle, boy, you know you really gotta pay the price
You might have to pay it twice, my nigga

It go one for the money, two for the show
Three for my niggas getting paper on the low
Four for my bitches that be really on go
I know it's a cold world so I hibernate my soul
One for the money, two for the show
Three for my niggas getting paper on the low
Four for my bitches that be really on go
I know it's a cold world, so I hibernate my soul