Big Worm

[Verse 1]
Uh, waves splashing over chit chatter
Uh, how I'm feeling? Ain't shit matter
Look, still I'm floating on a wave
Self-motivated, yeah I'm on another page
Next chapter, final boss, grandmaster
The reinvention, not an ounce of black magic
My granny prayers kept me standing
Dealing with dementia, can't forget why I be at it
Look, just last year I was an addict
But keep it Skanless, I can't judge you on your habits
Never budge, keep it sturdy on your standings
Keep a .30 by standing for bystanders
Tryna sneak shots like TMZ cameras
Your ambitions might attract a slight ambush
Uh, Crip blue with the tan guts
Rugers or the Gen5s, they don't jam up
'Bout a mill', I'll tear that whole Tam's up
Yeah I'm lying, I'm probably with a bitch jammed up right now
Chilling and debating on thread count
Duck duck goose when it come to the headcount
Everybody doctors, niggas pushing the meds out
I'm feeling like Big Worm sliding down on Craig's house
I'm cooking up every day, try to hear me out
I'm just rapping 'bout some shit nobody care about

[Friday Sample - Big Worm, Smokey]
You smoking my shit?
Hell nah! Fuck with your shit? Hell nah!
You smoking my shit?
Now why would I do some shit like that?
I don't wanna have to fuck you up, Smokey!
Playing with money is like playing with my emotions
Worm! Now you last brother money I'll mess with (Uh)
I'll steal from my momma before I mess your shit

[Verse 2]
That's a broken record on repeat
Been hearing the same song, different beat
Be careful with putting your business in the streets
When niggas come checking for it
You know checking ain't cheating
I be this close to hitting gang meetings
But niggas cool with niggas snitching
That's some shit I don't believe in
How do big dogs turn into felines?
How you a Franklin without a Leon?
Uh, hit up his baby momma Nissan
He went to triage
His weight on a heavy decline
Spinal tap, now he numb from his waistline down
Heart black as Akon, now
Uh, look, it's cinematic, nonfiction
Imagine fitting a description and ain't did shit
On the other hand, I done did everything in the book
So I appreciate you letting me cook
All the blood, sweat and tears over years that it took to get here
Just to realize it is what it is
Uh, the ups and downs, had my fair share of bullshit
Depression had me contemplating bullshit
Never caved in, stood firm in the bullpen
I lead a pack of wolves dressed in wool skin
I'm cooking up every day, tryna do it big
I'm just rapping 'bout some shit nobody tryna hear