WILLY

Lil Dyllie from the bottom of the map I aint gotta have the strap I still get em with the rap Hatin Dyllie man you gotta be an idiot in fact Took the monkey off Then I put the city on my back yeah Country boy but I hang around city slickers This the shh while I got it out the kittie litter If my brother need a dollar he gon get a tener Yeshua of Nazareth was not a penny pincher How you got it out the mud and never been mudding Wise man know he dont really know nothing Every night I got a demon saying post somethin Its an everyday struggle like Im Joe Budden I said peace to the industry I do it alone Im a beast you is Swisher Sweet you dont want the smoke You a tweet Im reality Paris in the cold I know arrogance can feel like heroin inside a dome Its imperative to get embarrassed when you hit a low When the heritage that I inherited is all I know Im not American my mommas seragen if you got errors You can hear them when He appear again Im goin home Get jiggy wit it Get it jumpin like I knew Ms Piggy wit it Make the family proud like it had Penny in it Bulletproof vest on the chest like 50 wit it You tryna flex on me dont be silly Wild wild west and yes Im big Willy Dressed like I came here fresh from West Philly Who gon protect your neck Expect a death God made me do it God made me fresh When they tell me No I hit maybe Yes Thought Im playin checkers man Im playin chess My baby said Lets have a baby I said Baby steps Look big Willy big Dyllie The fresh prince like Im in Philly Said they shooters but they Ben Simmons The pen silly I talk like I got ten milli In my pocket right now you cant tell me nothing Man Im doin what I want it isnt for discussion If its number one spots then you know Im gunnin for it Independent artists gotta have the Pocket and the stomach for it I already know what you want I dont wanna hear you rappin in your new song Rather take a street full tour through Wuhan Cause yall about as solid as udon who want what My jewels untucked my mood unstuck My barbershop aint open so Im too uncut I thank God with two arms up I moved on up But still aint got nothin left to prove whats up ayy Get jiggy wit it Get it jumpin like I knew Ms Piggy wit it Make the family proud like it had Penny in it Bulletproof vest on the chest like 50 wit it Yeah you tryna flex on me dont be silly Wild wild west and yes Im big Willy Dressed like I came here fresh from West Philly Who gon protect your neck Expect a death