I AM - Big Clark Lyricist：BIG CLARK Composer：BIG CLARK Yeah yeah Ah Yeah yeah Ohh yeah N L A I'm getting types of pain I'm getting not his money I'm counting of decay I get no fun No get no fun Oh yeah This on my big boy He's on my feet I'm a boss I'm a boss Set the clocks Set the clocks Pom is on my rolling rolling I'm above I'm above Making money funny Now n**ga dummy dummy I pour the chopper out out And then I gonna gonna I said I'd give it till I can't give Island ahead if it's needed But these stabs got me bleeding On my back kid Keep it on the mongrel weaker side sh*t Patrick We consider mulligans for that sh*t The proof is in the pudding and the pamphlets The shoe and the mattress Stupid n**ga you can get it I said the only thing starting is these taxes For me when the journey in Clergyman Turned me into ashes Yeah I move surgically the newest arm Is rid of masses We to purpose put a scrap What the verdict read Is that courtesy of sh*t circumstances The earth is my turf but the hearse Like a magnet I will be outside and some cuffs Might be outside in the dirt Yeah Yeah yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah I don't really f**k why you so cry all night Yeah yeah I don't really care when you f**king go there And my money's right Yeah I'm alright I quite alright On the real l will never f**king go die Shoulda say the way she look me in my eyes Anytime f**k you face Benz alway on the way I do what I hate Everyone got mad Everybody got the same swag One way that I do the trap Stack in my bands all the way to the top To the top Through the bank anyway do the ** Where are my real fake chigga Daddy knocked swag If you all the fake do my way I'm not afraid break I don't really f**k why you so cry all night Night I don't really care when you f**king go there Alright And my money's right right I'm alright I quite alright On the real l will never f**king go die Shoulda say the way she look me in my eyes Anytime f**k you face Benz alway on the way Way I do what I hate Way Everyone got mad Way Everybody got the same swag One way that I do the trap Way Stack in my bands all the way to the top To the top Through the bank anyway do the ** Where are my real fake chigga Daddy knocked swag Swage If you all the fake do my way I'm not afraid break I'm not afraid break Yeah yeah Yeah Yeah yeah Yeah yeah