(Tony Coles)
(Let the band play)
Ayy

BigX from the 'partments where niggas start shit
Known to throw hands, but be quick just to spark shit
Before we had beds, we had pallets on carpets
Stayed at the park lit, trippin', get parked quick
Ayy, naw, for real, this that straight off the DART shit
Five-dollar pass have you home after dark shit
Get you some money, your people gon' talk shit
Part of the game, this the life of a boss, bitch

Really been lit since a jit, you can go ask my mama 'nem
'Member thuggin' outside in that Starter gear
Seen my mama was havin' her way
Sellin' dope to the J's, I put that in my starter kit
Seen my pops was the boss, I acknowledged it
My pawpaw was a pimp and he taught me shit
Like don't never fall hard for a bitch
That ain't givin' you shit and ain't makin' your pockets thick
Lost my aunt and that shit had me empty
Moved in with my pops and he filled it with Crippin'
Pops taught me the ropes, put his son in position
Wasn't listenin', them cells was as cold as I visioned
Got out, put my mind on a mission
In less than a year, I had made half a million
A year and a half, racks was touchin' the ceiling
Two years, I'm the man in my city like Drizzy
Now we go crazy in Neimans and Saks Fifth
Fuck on the baddest, bae, come get your back bent
Niggas be flexin' too hard, but they not lit
No, you can't pop with lint in your pockets
Really the plug, I connects to the socket
I can't hang with rats, heard your name in his docket
Started this rap and took off like a rocket
Man of the year, went from last to the topic

BigX from the 'partments where niggas start shit
Known to throw hands, but be quick just to spark shit
Before we had beds, we had pallets on carpets
Stayed at the park lit, trippin', get parked quick
Ayy, naw, for real, this that straight off the DART shit
Five-dollar pass have you home after dark shit
Get you some money, your people gon' talk shit
Part of the game, this the life of a boss, bitch