Chubby Jag - I'm A Boss Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1: Chubby Jag] You see a n***a getting money That's why haters want to shoot me dead Comedian cash, that dumb money, that goofy bread Now I sleep on top of a building sh** feel like Snoopy's bed Fat a**, flat top, my b**h look like Boosie head Chubby n***a yea you ain't hear I'm dropping big bombs Known around the hood n***as treat me like a big don I just f**ed a bad b**h had to think that b**h mine All because a n***a finally famous holmes Big Sean Way to keep it real I don't feel that n***a Give a n***a steel I'll k** that n***a f** around and get your top peeled back n***a Shots to the head they gon' drill that n***a The head (? ?) gon' reveal that n***a Superman sh** Shaquille a** n***a South Central behind this sh** I told y'all once I'm a real a** n***a Chubby n***as spit insane other n***as spitting lame Swear my breathe is hot as sh** another word I'm spitting flame Use to jack some n***as car tread beats ripping chain Now I grip the clip and aim nine piece Rick and Wayne b**h s**ing me under the table give me that Clinton brain Even though you balling can't compare Jordan with Pippen game Straight through on the jet While you connecting flights switching planes Only thing I'm switching if I ever switch is switching lanes Swear I got a crazy ho really though that b**h insane Take her on a robbing spree having fun Dick and Jane Born in 83' and trust a n***a I've been fresh since Fresh since the dark skin Vivian I'm fresh prince Hood yea I'm so street I know Ca** and I know Meek Swear I'm all about my bills a n***a real and he know me Haters trying to hate on me naw just let me continue my Serve a n***a quickly with the bars tell them (?) Swag out the building tell the promoters to venue my How the f** you fit up in them jeans boy you Ginuwine Leader with the rock you a Burgess I'm a Moss n***a next I get the checks so you a worker I'm a boss I'm a boss