Shari Banks - Make It Big

Dreams coming true bitch i'm bout to make it big
When I make it big ima make you niggas sick
My babies gone get rich stay popping some big tags
When I make it real big i'm getting a big bag
When I make it big ima do it real big
When I make it big ima make you bitches sick
Haters try to slight me so I gotta do it big
When I make it big ima do it real big
Pipe it down cause I got now
Give a fuck about who next
Tell my bosses cut the check
Cause they know i'm good for that
Shari Banks a walking brick
Flip this music let's get rich
Say he love a southern country girl aint scared to talk my shit
City tried to hold me down
So I part ways then I came up
Now they stuck like what the fuck
How this bitch go get one up
Got out my feelings and got on my grind
Can't do no slacking I don't got the time
Moving in silence i'm hard to find
Don't ask where i'm at cause I stay on yo mind
Taking off and i'm flying quick
Money so tall gotta climb it
Haywood vet tryna make it big
And go so global that it fuck with the climate
My name they gone know niggas hot cause im so cold
Bitch im bout to do it real big im just now taking off
Dreams coming true bitch i'm bout to make it big
When I make it big ima make you niggas sick
My babies gone get rich stay popping some big tags
When I make it real big i'm getting a big bag
When I make it big ima do it real big
When I make it big ima make you bitches sick
Haters try to slight me so I gotta do it big
When I make it big ima do it real big
Never thought I would make it
On my way to be the greatest
G.O.A.T finally made it
The Greatest Of All Trades
Thank God for all his favors
He been blessing on a daily
Everybody watching me tryna see if i really made it
Fake friends say that they gone ride
And they gone hold you down
Whole time they watch yo back
Then they stab you when you turn around
Fuck around and catch you slipping
Out here raw with no protection
Never that no pedestrian finna try to block my blessing
Cross my heart hope to die
Get you killed if you try
Mad cause my hustle making more than yo 9 to 5
I said i'll end up out in Cali and I meant that
I'm bout to do it real big and make you haters mad
Dreams coming true bitch i'm bout to make it big
When I make it big ima make you niggas sick
My babies gone get rich stay popping some big tags
When I make it real big i'm getting a big bag
When I make it big ima do it real big
When I make it big ima make you bitches sick
Haters try to slight me so I gotta do it big
When I make it big ima do it real big

Written by:
Sharianca Banks

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