Mr Bigg - Trip Lyrics

I love you, Pappy
I turn one into two into three into four
From nothing to something, I'm a pillar where I'm from
Stuffing up the rock, on my sock, dodging cop
How I went from bottom to the top, I put in work
All the L- I took, transformation, now I'm back
Walk into the room, niggas know that I'm the light
Broke ass niggas hating, so I told them f*ck em all
Man, I left the hood with a reason just to ball
Then I broke the law, when I walk inside the mall
Multiply my bag, like I never did before
Haters hating on my page, wanting me to fall
Check my status, ama ball. Every day is different foreign
Fifty mansions, different city, different bitches in my bed
Everything I own not rent, man, I really got this bread
Went and break the bank, big flex. Me and my niggas, we don't stress
Say my prayer, I stay blessed. For this money, stay ruthless
Shit was rough, but I was tough. Yeah, a nigga broke the odds
Then I bought a four door coupe. I called that bitch Motosport
Told my plug a hundred G's, told him bring me all the smoke foot on gas am not gon stop
Maybach truck, is on the road
Zero mileage, how I'm buying all my whips
And a coupe, a quarter ticket, got it from the dealership
Designer clothing, got them drowning in the drip
Every morning I wake up, I take a trip
Hit a leak, yeah we lit
Every morning I wake up, I'm getting rich
If my nigga shoot your block, we ain't gon' miss
Yeah, you know I really came up from the bricks
Yeah, yeah, I'm that type of nigga that you meet at the bank every day
Money stacking, depositing is the only thing I'm on
How much you want? I want enough. Let's hit the road, no other way
I'm getting paid, I can't get laid. Moving brick from state to state
Call my plug, loads on the way. Hurry up, we can't be late
Be on time and no delay. Gotta work for what you want
Let no nigga tell you shit. Put that pressure, bust that pipe
Get the bag and live that life
It's disgusting when a nigga pocket watching pillow
Talking with them bitches bout the business
And the riches that shit sneaking, bitch is tricky
Life is risky, trick and treat it
Just go get it when she leave, you will regret it learn some lesson
No excuse, I'ma finish what I started
Getting money is the reason why I'm out here
My money long, my money strong, ain't nothing wrong
I'm on the run, I'm on the run, I'm on the run
I want the ball, I want it all, I want it all
Greedy niggas, that the type of niggas I don't like
How you got your plate, and still trying to eat off mine
Needy bitches, that the type of bitches you don't keep
Zero mileage, how I'm buying all my whips
And the coupe of quarter ticket, got it from the dealership
Designer clothing, got them drowning in the drip
Every morning I wake up, I take a trip
Hit a leak, yeah we lit
Every morning I wake up, I'm getting rich
If my nigga shoot your block, we ain't gon' miss
Yeah you know I really came up from the bricks
Every morning I wake up, I'm getting rich
If my nigga shoot your block, we ain't gon' miss
Yeah you know I really came up from the bricks