Goodbye Song - Big Love

No mo for me droppin’g’s in da studio

Now what’s poppin mini-me is needin’cereal

Rap inferior I’m searchin’my interior

Could never manage me just damage my exterior

I felt superior when I was in a vocal booth

Da game ull keep you local treat you like a prostitute

I salute every rapper out my city made it

I know help create it they ain’t even got to state it

Dues paid it since da 4th grade literally

But now I think the Lord is workin’on me spiritually

And in reality my Grammy is my boys homey

I can tolerate the noise over being lonely

Never phony they gon’love me if I rap or not

I only trap for them miss u Kim a whole lot

Part of the plot people got they ain’t see my plan

Been through the weather now you lookin’at a better man

Its’been a ball man yall kept me motivated

Vesto da Don you da one help me elevate it

Like we related we’ve been in and out of every state

My running mate taught me how to take a dinner plate

Undaboss thought I lost ya but you home safe

We from the city of the syrup with the good taste

Been through the rain just to rap and try to entertain

Reverse da pain that I gained off of North Main

Relax my brain blowin’big by pacific waters

With a foreign that can follow my specific orders

Or with a camcorder zoomed on a model body

Or with my groom hollin’vroom in da Maserati

Since Lodi Dowdy I been rappin’for a mill token

Since Bout it Bout it I been tryin’to get a deal workin'

Chico and Stink yall help me keep da do’z open

This for the kid scopin’wantin’out the hood hopin'

To my fans I apologize and love all

Realize all my sacrifices been for yall

All my rappin’affiliates I know you feelin’it

I’m steppin’out of the game and still killin’it

I been real with it since we called it the get-go

I’ll miss the stage show lookin’low in the front row

All the dabs collabs blowin’and networkin'

All the late night writin’up till my hands hurtin'

I’m so for certain I must do a lot of soul searchin'

Unload some burdens for Big Love finally close curtains

So it’s pertinent that I tip the scale to right from wrong

You reap what you’ve sewn this is my good-bye song

Rap ull move on Hip-Hop ull live long

They’ll be another 50 Cent or Makaveli clone

Don’t get a Love Jones now I done skated on

This for all the under-rated that been hated on