Big Zak

Big Zak - Here I Go Again lyrics

rate me

Chorus:

Gotta want it bad enough to go get it

And bitch will take you places you never visit

All I... you don't reconsider

Pops raised one hell of a nigga!

Victory is in the heart of a winner

I fell back, that don't mean I'm a quitter

Had to come back and finish my dinner...

Extraordinary dreams, the things that I used to think about

Now... to sleep in the house that I used to dream about

Who would ever know I'll be first millionaire from the barber shop

..used to sleep flows and take the garbage out

They say you know you made it when folks say remember then

I don't know if I made it yet, but I damn sure get a lot of them!

..from shown up baby, you know me jazzy...

I had a crazy run like... I'm reaching the 80s baby

This shit ain't fair, everything I know, all the shit I do

Yeah, my status is OG, cut the shit I done...

Yeah, my niggas gonna eat, everybody shine, look at my group

When we're out in them street, hoes get confused,

they don't know who is who

And apologies too, some of my home boys won't cut you off

I just had to get through... and I get lost!

And I can't explain, is like I locked inside my house

But get me a key, and I'm back here, now look at me! Hey!

Chorus:

Gotta want it bad enough to go get it

And bitch will take you places you never visit

All I... you don't reconsider

Pops raised one hell of a nigga!

Victory is in the heart of a winner

I fell back, that don't mean I'm a quitter

Had to come back and finish my dinner...

I could have... made some mistake that most of these D boys make

Get caught up and...

Now I'm trying to get away, boy you see

Tell the snitch you saw my dick

I'mma keep pushing, grinding, praying

Trying to rhyme it till I get legit

Boy, I bust my ass for this shit

Put on my own cash for this shit

All I want is niggas to hear my shit

This ain't true, don't come near this shit

You can bang it up, why talk that shit

Middle class millionaire, half way rich

Take a lot of trust, buy a lot of shit

At the end of the day, gotta own some shit

I get at my swag...

And I don't fuck niggas in my camp

Check my resume, fuck your style

Get this far, I'm already champ, nigga

Ya all niggas got the same, but I got it lame

In other words we're not the same!

You know he broke a shit

Me, I'm Gucci, still the same

Watch thrown from my skyballs

Call service, stepping off the..we clean the shit

Strangest thing, I was with the plug, leaving the club need..

Two months later he got none, still got the ... but I had to stop

Chorus:

Gotta want it bad enough to go get it

And bitch will take you places you never visit

All I... you don't reconsider

Pops raised one hell of a nigga!

Victory is in the heart of a winner

I fell back, that don't mean I'm a quitter

Had to come back and finish my dinner...

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