Big Dummy

I bet if I Spent all my money on Gucci, designer well Then I could try To fit in with all of the fraudulent fuckery they front all the time But truthfully I I don't give a fuck I don't give a I don't give a I don't give a I don't give a I don't give a I don't give a I don't really give a fuck Oh I wish that I knew how to quit I'm a glutton for pain Out here chasing a dream that don't pay right away And oh honey I would do this shit for no money Ten years you ain't pop yet you big dummy Talent I got you can't take from me And I couldn't stop if I tried You know I'm black like February Plus 11 months that's kind of scary If I light a blunt Tina Mixed with Mary Plus a Lil Kim Brooklyn I'm heavy Both of them Nigga I want both of them Fame and the glory Couple kids and a crib hella big And my face on every poster I remember crying looking at the Garden thinking that I'll never get there That's just how it goes everybody knows sometimes life ain't fair Six months later God showed out Sang the anthem to a sold out crowd Mama so it happen she's gone now Kind of faith that removes all doubt Oh I wish That I knew how to quit I'm a glutton for pain Out here chasing a dream that don't pay right away But oh honey I would do this shit for no money Ten years you ain't pop yet you big dummy Talent I got you can't take from me And I couldn't stop if I tried Tried Tried Tried Oooh Tried Tried Tried Oooh Tried Tried Tried Oooh Tried Tried Tried Oooh Tried Tried Tried Oooh Tried Tried Tried Oooh Tried Tried