The first song I heard from bizzie was, ' promise.' and I fell in love with that one track.. then 3 months ago I I was going thru my music on a old play list.. and I started wondering why Bizzie ain't come with none new yet.. Why ain't he on the radio yet... 😢 Then I googled Bizzie and found back in the freezer.. Rest easy.. too much real and too much love.. and damn.. gone too soon. My condolences to his baby mama, and babies. And and family.
Usually ts starts by a diss or drill diss to a dead body and opps looking for u nd shit. Just tragic that some of our bumpin thuggin ass rappers get haunted down and they taking their song and fame from us
e 1] I'm takin' risk after risk Told my son that the mil' you gon' miss Know some niggas that treat me like blood See it's crazy 'cause them niggas crips I can't fall, I can't trip off a bitch Where was y'all I was down on my dick? For the niggas that love to sneak diss Get a chair I ain't standin' on shit Got one foot on the gas, other foot on they neck All the hate ain't gon' stop me from chasin' a check I'm the type take yo' new bitch and make her my ex Not fan of that ra-ra I'm not into that If it's not 'bout a dollar, leave me where I'm at If it ain't nothin' real don't compare me to that Told my momma I got it, she told me I'm blessed [?](i> DeMarc got the heat, ho They probably wanna be me (Can't be me) But I'm really nothin' like them (Oh nah) Fall in love when I look in the mirror I love all of my hoes like a pimp My lil' hittas they love to play ball Like whats these [?] If your bitch keep on shootin' her shot I'ma work that pussy up like a dam I cannot hang with no goofy or [?] lil' nigga, my best friend my son Everyone wit' me silent, they won't think about it, my circle nothin' but day ones Yeah they know I'ma monsta but if they hear that it's a problem they still gon' come And you bitch niggas still gon' run [?] got my heart so numb ( DeeMarc got the heat, ho) [Pre-Chorus] Like whatever I do they come after me My young nigga [?] ain't no athletes If you wait on my fall you can have a seat I'ma give it my all 'til they casket me They givin' up on me thought I had fell off Take a loss, bounce back, I'ma big dog Choppin' the steppers [?] Now they on my dick they won't get off [Chorus] That fake shit I can't stand it Tough shit'll get yo' mans hit Everyday take a feelin' these chances Run it up, put it up, rubberband That fake shit I can't stand it That tough shit'll get yo' mans hit Everyday take a feelin' these chances Run it up, put it up, rubberband ( DeeMarc got the heat, ho) [Verse 2] I heard somebody say I had fell off, only time I'ma fall if I slip on this salt Take a loss and bounce back that's what you call a boss Got your bitch on my dick ain't no gettin' her off Paper route bitch I should sign [?] Shootin' myself, I ain't makin' no calls They pray on my third season want me to fall Shaving cream to the head, bitch I gotta ball Gettin' tired from the [?] floor, got a lil' money I want a lot more Chasin' like [?], big [?], all a sudden they need me When I was down shoulda seen how they treat me I'm still in the trap shit like a four season Stay in my lane, but just give me a reason To schedule your wake, 'cause you obviously sleepin' Pull up on your block, make a mess we gon' clean it Heart colder than an igloo, that's all I'm sayin' I Just got PS4 and gave it to my niece, in other words I ain't playin' I'on't give a fuck 'bout where you from I just give two fucks what you sayin' Attach this sweet potato on this .40 Glock, you won't hear it 'til this bitch say damn 'Fore you try to be me, just recognize, the typa nigga I am See we got different views, different lifestyles, I'm sorry but there no chance Put your money over these hoes, and get these niggas outta yo' plans That's just a couple steps to get you closer to bein' the nigga I am ( DeeMarc got the heat, ho) [Pre-Chorus] Like whatever I do they come after me My young nigga [?] ain't no athletes If you wait on my fall you can have a seat I'ma give it my all 'til they casket me They givin' up on me thought I had fell off Take a loss, bounce back, I'ma big dog Choppin' the steppers [?] Now they on my dick they won't get off [Chorus] That fake shit I can't stand it Tough shit'll get yo' mans hit Everyday take a feelin' these chances Run it up, put it up, rubberband That fake shit I can't stand it That tough shit'll get yo' mans hit Everyday take a feelin' these chances Run it up, put it up, rubberband it, yeah( DeeMarc got the heat, ho)
What's it matter if he is white? Why throw his race in this .. I'm so sick of seeing stupid motha fuckas putting race in everything he is just a dude his color doesn't mean shit .
