Big K.R.I.T. - Big Brother lyrics

[Verse 1: Big KRIT] Krizzle he a new breed Life is like a movie All the new comers like who he? who me? Just a n***a straight up out the gutta With the sk** that make a new yorker wanna be southern Streets lights tell the stories of the real n***as Pardon me if half of the time I never feel n***as Like honestly how the f** you get a deal n***a? I guess once I get on I'm gonna have to k** n***as Lord I was trying not to push it to the ledge The grind ain't sturdy and we hanging on the edge Mississippi got next You heard what I said? And I'll still out rap some of the best when I'm dead Check my cred k**er is a vet I'm talking about bars I ain't talking about pets When I get green like gumby I stretch A pair of J's out the case I'm that fresh, yes Give me any beat And I'll k** it like it's living I only do me it's f** how they feeling That green that I'm toting got me higher than the ceiling The whip color sunny d n***a I'm orange peeling Street life chilling n***as can't touch me Car without an engine, b**h you can't budge me Heard the lames hate me and they baby mommas love me If they didn't handcuff em at my show They'd probably f** me I'm a little crazy I'm a little off though Put you on display in the day like a car show Toss you in the trunk And drive away with the cargo All I see is snow bunnies Call me Donnie Darko Grill look mean on the whip It's a gargoyle This the sh** n***as in the hood Sell hard for A fine crib and a lambo marcielago A1 credit and the next top model But you know n***as Think they guns can stop 4 n***as Claim they hard as hell But really ho n***as Slow n***as never get paid Gold diggers get played And lame n***as never get laid Unless they throwing fetti At a chick they call me daddy She bring me all the money Because she know that make me happy Go out and break her back Just to keep a n***a flashing And see me on top She thought it was a cla**ic I'm a nervous wreck On the mic I keep spazzing Married to my money And she having contractions Gave birth to money With no lamaze cla**es My toddler dig the new line Of rubberband fashion