Tyl3r Davis - BIG STEPPER

Big stepper, Big dreams, Big talk
Big boy on to big things
Big cheddar, the big cheese
The big show, i might make a big scene
Big stepper (Big stepper)
Big dreams (Big dreams) Big talk
Big boy on to big things (Big)
Big cheddar (Big cheddar)
The big cheese (Big cheese)
The big show, i might make a big scene (Big)
Aye aye
I know you love it when i pop my shit
Like it when she call me big poppa
Shawty riding shotty and she smoking on exotic in the whip
I don't want to hear it if its not my shit
Got a few queens at the top of my list
Chillin at the top with a real bottom bitch
Lookin at my life bout as real as it gets
And i wont let my guard down
Fuck your dap, don't want your dap
Don't want your handout
Was the man then, I'm the man now
Don't make the wrong move
Man down
Big stepper, Big dreams, Big talk
Big boy on to big things
Big cheddar, the big cheese
The big show, i might make a big scene
Big stepper (Big stepper)
Big dreams (Big dreams) Big talk
Big boy on to big things (Big)
Big cheddar (Big cheddar)
The big cheese (Big cheese)
The big show, i might make a big scene (Big)
I'll Still be me when it's over and i've always had this hunger
And i like this chip on my shoulder, big stepping through this tunnel
Give me one year I'm on tour
Give me two years in head lining
They treat me like I'm David but I'm stepping like Goliath
They throw a fit when i start dropping gems
Can tell from the jump that I'm not one of them
If you make the jump better pray you can swim
Close to the ledge respect to Rakim
Bitch I'm a solider i been in the field
They try to soil whatever i build
Big stepper got big shoes to fill
Rock the same size but ain't got the same feel
Bitch
Big stepper, Big dreams, Big talk
Big boy on to big things
Big cheddar, the big cheese
The big show, i might make a big scene
Big stepper (Big stepper)
Big dreams (Big dreams) Big talk
Big boy on to big things (Big)
Big cheddar (Big cheddar)
The big cheese (Big cheese)
The big show, i might make a big scene (Big)
Tell the game i need an extra level
Im the type to get the sex whenever
Im the type to put the rest to rest and tell the best I got the best or better
Fuckin with i it might cost a letter
You might fuck up your life if i try to dead it
Not giving me mine, i might take the credit
I might swipe the debit, might steal the shine if I'm even present
Show you what its like to give actual effort
Bitch i got a vibe that can last forever
Say you want the smoke we can match whenever
Glad that i made it past 27
Playin Makaveli and Macadelic
Look at ya eyes - ya hate im doing better
You lookin for a full ride, my college days are over
Yeah
And they don't want to post till its posthumous
And they never want to know who wrote this shit
And tell them big shows I'll take the lower list
Yeah i worked my way up, off the muscle shit
Yeah I'm going door to door like Jehovas witness
We just trynna do this shit like Hova did it
Big pimpin, spending cheese i can see the vision,
On them nights before nova on the road to riches
The bar was really deep if you was me or Steve
Im manifested metaphors like you wouldn't believe
Thats just what got me at ease
Thats just what got me to chill
Also what got me to build
Also what got me the building
I do it all for the feel
I wanna be able to feel it

Written by:
Jeffrey Davis

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