Chubby Jag - 'Bout to Blow lyrics

[Verse 1: Chubby Jag] I was the fat lil young'n in the same old fit Just a flat top, the same old kicks Man I swear I tried to hustle, havin' dreams about the same old brick But every year it's just the same old sh**, no lie I go by Jag, I had it bad yo Mama paid the mom and dad role as far as dad's go Family that had never owned a house or even pa**ed go Guess I'm in my feelings, it's been hard to let the past go, oh yeah But sh** done changed, now I'm playin' boss Grind before you shine, yeah, that's the motto, guess it's payin' off It's time to rise, f** a 9-5, we stayin' off Me, my homies grew up in the hood, now we stay in lofts The kids like, "Chubby Jag, you been k**in', got the best bars" I know, I came up, I'm like a net Jag car Facts, the hustle man is 'bout his commas, we with it That's why I been dreamin' 'bout the day to tell my mama we did it [Hook: Chubby Jag] Say I'm 'bout to do it, you soundin' like the sh** right now Oh yeah, I'm 'bout to blow Oh, ain't got a Grammy, just family in the head right now Oh yeah, I'm 'bout to blow I'm just pleasure takin' every single thing I can get right now Oh yeah, I'm 'bout to blow So my mama, kick your feet up, you can see that n***a live right now Oh yeah, I'm 'bout to blow Oh, I'm 'bout to make it, no fakin' I'm 'bout to blow Yeah, I heard the crown for the takin' I'm 'bout to blow Oh yeah, gotta put food in them tummies I'm 'bout to blow Yeah, if you ain't know I'm 'bout money You 'bout to know Oh yeah, I'm 'bout to blow [Verse 2: League] Hey girl, get some pics of the show My baby gettin' impatient, she waitin' for me to blow But these n***as be steady hatin' when Chubby be tryna grow Plug up at 24, we can work it out on the low You know League be droppin' them jets, we be excercisin' the flow Flexin' like you ain't know, I might bring that work to your door Had to spend my life in the woods, you should save it 'fore we can pour n***as be lossin', jealous but Inglewood trained to go I got these women ready to, but no lie We just focused on the game ay, and moolah I love the green, you know I'm too high, dropped out of school I They yankin' like they never knew I would make it through, ain't never knew I [Hook: Chubby Jag] Say I'm 'bout to do it, you soundin' like the sh** right now Oh yeah, I'm 'bout to blow Oh, ain't got a Grammy, just family in the head right now Oh yeah, I'm 'bout to blow I'm just pleasure takin' every single thing I can get right now Oh yeah, I'm 'bout to blow So my mama, kick your feet up, you can see that n***a live right now Oh yeah, I'm 'bout to blow Oh, I'm 'bout to make it, no fakin' I'm 'bout to blow Yeah, I heard the crown for the takin' I'm 'bout to blow Oh yeah, gotta put food in them tummies I'm 'bout to blow Yeah, if you ain't know I'm 'bout money You 'bout to know Oh yeah, I'm 'bout to blow