Bigger Than Life Lyrics - Rich Gang [deluxe Edition] - Rich Gang

Look around, is this where you wanna be? (Yeah) 

This shit bigger than life and don't gotta play around no, no, no, no 

And when the sun comes up we gonna be alright 

Speak up on it baby we gonna be alright (fully loaded) 

I want you to know this is we - I'm bigger than life (I am my brother's keeper, nigga) 

Bigger than life (million dollar music, flashy life style) 

Oh when the sun goes down we gonna be alright (yeah, the sun do shine, nigga) 

This is we, I'm bigger than life (one hunnid) 

Uh, the city love me every night 

And you're waving to the fans it ain't hard to decide 

She know we fly, she pick a flight in no time 

I'll be by my own business, why you busy minding mine? 

You was on my level we both came from the ghetto 

And later were separated, we hate it, I'm glad you made it 

When your mountain top they say there's no where to go but down 

But I'll be chillin' just look around 

Perpendicular momma be straight forever 

Her crib about an hour, now she an out-of-towner 

Predicted it be better we change we change the game like quarters 

Two dimes together they high five until whatever 

I can mention your name but I rather keep it clever 

YMCMB I tell ya every letter 

She just wanna chill with a star feel 

Special no stressing no pressure, I'll bless you 

This is we I'm bigger than life 

Bigger than life 

Bigger than life 

This is we I'm bigger than life 

Bigger than life 

Oh when the sun goes down it will be alright 

This is we I'm bigger than life 

Yeah, money on the grind, money on my mind 

Do it big time; Junior head line 

Big money nigga, hustle hundreds nigga 

Old school nigga, hundred mill nigga 

Chandelier lights, persian on the rug 

Roberta for the bitch, nine for the plug 

Counter hundred G's, fifty on the piece 

Cooking up some keys, flip it with some B's 

Yeah, everyday the same grind 

Up late nights nigga tryna flip mine 

Born to shine, plaques on every shelf 

Blind any whether nigga with the Smith and Wess (BLAAAT) 

Million on the whip nigga (sheeit) 

Gucci bag full of chips nigga 

Yeah and I got this game off the flow 

Movin' bricks on the low, hundred G's full of throne 

Yeah, Uptown off the mound nigga 

Shredded down put it down, put it in every town nigga (high life) 

Big money stay poppin' 

Uptown real nigga 

Uh, smoking on the good 

Killing these hoes like Blair Underwood 

Dreads on the wind, blowin' like a ribbon 

Getting money like a bitch - umm, Robin Givens 

God is my chauffeur take to my destiny 

White girl, black girl, I call that referee 

I'm differently alive, bullshit aside 

Red flag in my pocket, I called it bullseye 

I ain't never gave fuck about another motherfucker 

Every night that I pray to god that I don't kill a undercover 

Word to my mother, give the world to my mother 

I swear when my momma dies, that's when I'mma die 

Fuck bitches get money, Young Money go hard 

Skate hard, big B's no honey 

Got that drop top Maybach, smelling like payback 

Payback, uh 

This is we I'm 

Look around, is this where you wanna be? 

This shit bigger than life and we ain't gotta play around 

And when the sun comes up we gonna be alright 

Speak up on it baby I'mma get it alright 

Cause I want you to know 

Stacks on deck; sun do shine, nigga 

I am my brother's keeper BLAAAT